Don't Call Him a Cowboy Conway Twitty A thanks to asf@neteze.com (Alice Franceschini) for providing the lyrics for this great song! Intro: F F So you came from New York city Bb F and you want to see the sights F You've heard all about those cowboys C and those crazy Texas nights F I see you've got your eye on something Bb F leaning on the bar Bb F But the toughest ride he's ever had C F was in his foreign car CHORUS: NC C So don't call him a cowboy F until you've seen him ride C Cause a Stetson hat and those fancy boots F don't tell ya what's inside no Bb and if he ain't good in the saddle F Dm Lord you won't be satisfied Bb So don't call him a cowboy C F until you've seen him ride F He's the Hollywood idea Bb F of the wild andd wooly west In his french designer blue jeans C and his custom tailored vest F You think he's the real thing Bb F but I think you oughta know Bb F He can't even make it through C F a one night rodeo No Chorus Chorus--one half step up: F-F#; C-C#; Bb-B; Dm-Ebm