SUBURBAN COWBOY – ECH

I’m a simple straight shooter, play by the rules
Got a great wife, two kids in pre-school
I get a little crazy, it don’t make sense
Paint a little yellow in my white picket fence

I may have to settle down, but my manners ain’t mild
A weekend warrior who hears the call of the wild

CHORUS:
I’m a Suburban Cowboy
Ain’t got no time to lose
Suburban Cowboy
Can’t choose between the two
Work 9-5 in a Brooks Brothers Suit
Still come home with mud on my boots

Suburban Cowboy
That’s just how I roll
Suburban Cowboy
Ain’t life a rodeo

Never gonna change, just be who you are
So take a shot, see how far
My wife’s posting pix on my IG
My boy in the stands, he’s so proud of me

The guys at work, say I really need to chill
They may be right, but I can’t deny the thrill

CHORUS:
I’m a Suburban Cowboy
If I wasn’t I’d go berserk
Suburban Cowboy
Who says I can’t make it work
Get on a horse and yippee kay ay
But still have time for the PTA

Suburban Cowboy
That’s just how I roll
Suburban Cowboy
Ain’t life a rodeo

Some say I got too much on my plate
But I guess this just must be fate
Hear the roar of the crowd and I can’t wait
As I feel the rush of that starting gate
Driving the carpool tomorrow at eight
Got dinner with my wife, I can’t be late
Trying to keep it all damn straight
As I hold my little girls roller skate

CHORUS:
I’m a Suburban Cowboy
And that’s just how I roll
Suburban Cowboy
Ain’t life a rodeo

I’m a Suburban Cowboy
That’s just how I roll
Suburban Cowboy
Ain’t life a rodeo