Where Cowboys Are King

There's a dusty hat up on the dash of every truck you meet

Country roads and fence posts as far as you can see

Billboard sign says, "Rodeo, June eleven through thirteen"

When you get to town just look around for the Rusty Nail Cafe

Where the old hands sip there coffee and relive their glory days

A modern day Charlie Russell scene

Where cowboys are king

I get back there every now and then

Turn a few steers in the ropin' pen

Just a couple of days and I'm gone again

Chasin' this old six string

Oh, but I sure love to be

Where cowboys are king

Brush the horses down, turn 'em out, head over to the bar

There'll be George Strait on the jukebox, and I bet the chances are

There'll be some cowgirls in well-worn jeans

Where cowboys are king

I get back there every now and then

Turn a few steers in the ropin' pen

Just a couple of days and I'm gone again

Chasin' this old six string

Oh, but I sure love to be

Where cowboys are king

Boys, as bad as I wish I could stay

I just hope this never goes away

So I can get back here every now and then

Turn a few steers in the ropin' pen

Spend a little time with some good old friends

Y'all make it so hard to leave

Oh, but I sure love to be

Where cowboys are king

Oh, and I sure love to be

Where cowboys are king