I drive around this town. In a Mustang with the top down. And six running horses under my hood. Well that's good enough for me. Don't need the real thing. That's just another thing. For me to try to tame. Don't know if I could. It might just break me. I thought there for a little while. Every sunset I'd be a riding off with him. Snap buttons on a denim shirt. Blue jeans and a little dirt. That's the closest you'll see me. Feet hanging out a pickup truck. Crazy and a little rough. Running free. That's the closest to a cowboy. You'll see me. Before I met him. I was so sane and grounded. Before he taught me how to lie. And crawl out the window. I learned the dirt roads. And I got my heart broken. Cause that cowboy taught me how to cry. And how to let go. I thought there for a little while. Every sunset I'd be a riding off with him. Snap buttons on a denim shirt. Blue jeans and a little dirt. That's the closest you'll see me. Feet hanging out a pickup truck. Crazy and a little rough. Running free. That's the closest to a cowboy. You'll see me. It was all a little. Wonderful and strange. But I'll never look. At a sunset the same night. Snap buttons on a denim shirt. Blue jeans and a little dirt. That's the closest you'll see me. Feet hanging out a pickup truck. Crazy and a little rough. Running free. Sitting fishing by the river bank. Swimming in the water tank. That's the closest you'll see me. Feet hanging out a pickup truck. Crazy and a little rough. Running free. That's the closest to a cowboy. You'll see me