Cowboy Intro - Live

You can do anything you choose

But I'm gonna be the man gonna sing them blues

Red White and Blue down to the bone

You don't like that then take your punk ass home

Cuz I'ma Kid Rock-it up and down ya' block

With a bottle of scotch and watch lotsa crotch

Buy a yacht with a flag sayin' "chillin' the most

(Crowd) Buy a yacht with a flag sayin' "chillin' the most"

Yeaaaahhhh...

You can tell all the critics I'm back from the dead

And Fuck Clay Aiken and Radiohead

And if Brittney Spears wants a kiss that'll last

Well you can tell her and Madonna they can kiss my ass

And I bet these people they never thought they'd see

Little hip hop, Rock n roll,

Country soul gettin' it on at Cobo Hall in Detroit City

And you know my name and I'm the real McCoy

Names Kid Rock said I'm the real McCoy

And you can tell 'em all

That I'ma muthfucking cowboy baby

Well, I'm packin up my game and I'ma head out west

Where real women come equipped wit' scripts and fake breasts

Find a nest in the hills, chill like flynt

Buy an old drop-top, find a spot to pimp

Then I'ma Kid Rock-it up and down ya' block

With a bottle of scotch and watch lotsa crotch

Buy a yacht with a flag sayin' "chillin' the most"

Then rock that bitch up and down the coast

Give a toast to the sun

Drink with the stars

Get thrown in the mix

And get tossed outta bars

Sift to Tijuana

I want to roam

Find Motown telephones and come back home

Start an escort service for all the right reasons

And set up shop at the top of four seasons

Kid Rock, and I'm the Real Mccoy

And I'm headed out west, sucker 'cause I want to be a Cowboy

(With the top let down and the sunshine shinin')

Cowboy

(West Coast Chillin' while the boone's whinin')

Cowboy

(Ride at night 'cause I sleep all day) cowboy

(You know I can smell a pig from a mile away)

Cowboy

I wanna be a cowboy baby yeah

Cowboy

A cowboy, a cowboy, a cowboy

A cow-cow-boy

A cowboy, a cowboy

I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin' when my train rolls in

It goes (Guitar riff)

(Stoned pimp, stoned brew, stoned out of my mind)

I once was lost (yeah but now I'm just blind)

Palm trees and weed, scabbed knees and rice

Get a map to the stars, find Heidi Flice

And if the price is right then I'm gonna make my bid, boy

And let Californi-A know why they call me

Cowboy

(With the top let down and the sunshine shinin')

Cowboy

(West Coast Chillin' while the

Boone's whinin') I want to be a cowboy, baby

(Ride at night 'cause I sleep all day) cowboy

(I can smell a pig from a mile away)

Yeah, Kid Rock, you can call me Tex

Rollin' sunset women with a bootle of becks

See a slimy in a 'Vette, roll down my glass

And said "yeah this dick fits right in yo' ass"

No kiddin', gun slingin', spurs hittin' the floor

Call me hoss, I'm the boss, with the sauce, and the horse

No remorse for the sheriff and his eye ain't right

I'ma paint his town red then paint his wife white, uh!

'Cause chaos rock like Amedeus

Got west-coast pussy for my Detroit playas

Mack like mayors, ball like Lakers

They told us to leave but bet they can't make us

Why they want to pick on me?

Lock me up and throw away my key

I ain't no cheat, I'm just a regular failure

I'm not straight outta Compton, I'm straight out the trailer

Cuss like a sailor, drink like a mick

My only words of wisdom "suck it"

I'm flicking my bick up and down that coast

Keepin on truckin' 'till it falls in the ocean I'm a

(Cowboy)

With the top let back and the sunshine shining

(Cowboy)

Spend all my time at Hollywood and Vine

(Cowboy)

Riding at night 'cause I sleep all day

(Cowboy)

You I can smell a pig from a mile away

(Cowboy)

I wanna be a Cowboy baby yeah

(Cowboy)

With the top let back and the sunshine

The sunshine is shining

Yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

I said I wanna be a cowboy

A Detroit City cowboy

I said a cowboy baby yeah

Hey!