Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws
And good dogs and all kinds of cats
Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs
I stand right here where I'm at
'Cause I wear my own kind of hatThere's two kind of lovers and two kind of brothers
And two kind of babies to hold
There's two kind of cherries and two kind of fairies
And two kind of mothers I'm told, I'm toldHey but cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws
Good dogs and all kinds of cats
Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs
But I stand right here where I'm at
'Cause I wear my own kind of hatThere's two kind of brothers and two kind of lovers
And two kind of babies to hold
There's two kind of cherries and two kind of fairies
And two kind of mothers I'm told, I'm told