Put The Boy Back In Cowboy Songtext / Lyric

They should have put her in the movies

My little country cutie

She's the reason I believe God made blue jeans



I was a slicker from the city

When I met that little filly

I was six foot tall till she brought me to my knees



I sold my father's car for a pickup truck

I never drink champagne

I was Jack, straight up

Well, you better like Hank here

Or you're outta luck



What's up!



She put the boy back in cowboy

And I was just a redneck wannabe

She put the boy back in cowboy

That southern woman made a new man outta me



The transformation was amazing

Even Jesus couldn't save me

Late at night, I was such a sight to see






At the rodeo she kissed me

Then said, "Boy don't get too frisky

If you're lucky, you might two-step home with me"



Yeah, I got the boots

I bought the Stetson hat

I got a big belt buckle tryin' to rope a calf

I made a ring of fire and as cool as Johnny Cash



She put the boy back in cowboy

And I was just a redneck wannabe

She put the boy back in cowboy

That southern woman made a new man outta me

That country woman made a new man outta me



She put the boy back in cowboy

She put the boy back in cowboy

She's a livewire, bonfire, desire

She got me high, high, high, high, high



She put the boy back in cowboy

And I was just a redneck wannabe

She put the boy back in cowboy

That country woman



She put the boy back in cowboy

And I was just a redneck wannabe

She put the boy back in cowboy

Showed me not to fake your company

That southern woman made a new man outta me



She put the boy back in cowboy

She put the boy back in cowboy

She put the boy back in cowboy

She put the boy back in ...