Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and south-paws
Good dogs and all kinds of cats
Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs
I'll stand right here where I'm at
'Cause I wear my own kind of hat
There's two kinds of lovers, two kinds of brothers
Two kinds of babies to hold
There's two kinds of cherries, and two kinds of fairies
And two kinds of mothers I'm told, I'm told
The cowboys and outlaws, right guys and south-paws
Good dogs and all kinds of cats
Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs
I'll stand right here where I'm at
'Cause I wear my own kind of hat
There's two kinds of brothers, two kinds of lovers
Two kinds of babies to hold
There's two kinds of cherries, and two kinds of fairies
And two kinds of mothers I'm told, I'm told
The cowboys and outlaws, right guys and south-paws
Good dogs and all kinds of cats
Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs
I'll stand right here where I'm at
'Cause I wear my own kind of hat