Everybody told me 
he was a dream
Picture perfect like 

he stepped right off 
the silver screen
Said that he would 
sweep me off my feet

But I'm still standing
No he didn't do 
it for me
'Cause I don't go 

for all that wine 
and dine
With that Ray Ban, 
fake tan, never mind

I want a down home
Up-with-the-sun-rise man
A pick-up truck driving, 
bull riding, strong 

steady hand
I want the Wranglers, 
Stetson and all 
that stuff

I want the real McCoy
I want a cowboy
I'm tired of talking 
'bout it wasting my time

On all the cheap talkers 
needing me, 
feeding me lines
Give me somebody 

who's tender but tough
Simple and honest, 
knows a thing or 
two about love

I've seen enough 
to know I know 
what I like
It's the hard working, 

head turning, 
rugged type
I want a down home
Up-with-the-sun-rise man

A pick-up truck driving, 
bull riding, 
strong steady hand
I want the Wranglers, 

Stetson and all that stuff
I want the real McCoy
I want a cowboy
I've seen enough 

to know
Ya know what 
I mean
Ride me off into 

the sunset
That's my thing
I want a down home
Up-with-the-sun-rise man

A pick-up truck driving, 
bull riding, 
strong steady hand
I want the Wranglers, 

Stetson and all that stuff
I want the real McCoy
I want the real McCoy
I want a, a cowboy

Cowboy