Cow or Cowboy

Cow or Cowboy
I was nine years old/On a wild mustang/I had a good hold on the saddle horn/But I was still afraid/I said I’m getting down/I’ve had enough today/That’s when my grandpa smiled and tipped his hat/He said, boy you can do this thing/Cowboy up and saddle up and ride ride ride/Put your worry in your pocket your fear on ice/And if you’re man enough everyday you decide/Are you a cow or a cowboy/Well I was seventeen/We were losing the game/We needed one field goal to tie it up/Or we could bet it all to win/So we huddled up/and It was do or die/I could hear my grandpa’s words again/As I let that football fly/ Cowboy up and saddle up and ride ride ride/Put your worry in your pocket your fear on ice/And if you’re man enough everyday you decide/Are you a cow or a cowboy/Are you holding the reins/Are you tall in the saddle blazing down the range/Or are you laying low/Just holding back and staying safe/September day FDNY/I was standing on that fire truck/Racing to the burning sky/Then we hit the ground/No time to spare/And my grandpa ran right next to me/As we ran up those stairs he yelled/ Cowboy up and saddle up and ride ride ride/Put your worry in your pocket your fear on ice/And if you’re man enough everyday you decide/Are you a cow or a cowboy/Are you holding the reins boy/Are you tall in the saddle blazing down the range/Or laying low and just staying safe/Are you a cow or a cowboy/Are you holding the reins boy/Are you tall in the saddle blazing down the range/Or laying low and just staying safe/Are you a cow or a cowboy