I am the world’s best cowboy,
I am the best of the best.
I’ll sit tall in the saddle,
I’ll ride old trails in the west.

I’ll rope the meanest wild bulls.
I’ll ride like the wind all day
And when I’ve roped all the bulls,
I’ll feed my horse lots of hay.

I’m going to name him Paint.
He’s s’posed to be a surprise
But I’ll be sneaking a ride
As soon as the first coat dries.