Lyrics Cowboy Buckaroo - The Statler Brothers

I was raised on matinees on Saturday afternoons
Looking up at Hoppy, Jean and Roy, oh boy
And I grew up a thinking the best a man could do
Is be a rootin' tootin' straight shootin' cowboy buckaroo

Spurs a jingling whoop-dee-ty-hy-hey
Just a wrangling through every single day
A man should be a rootin' tootin' straight shootin' cowboy buckaroo

A buckaroo's a cowboy who believes in what is good
A buckaroo wouldn't hurt you if he could, if he could
I ain't afraid to say it because I ain't afraid of you
I'm a rootin' tootin' straight shootin' cowboy buckaroo

Should we be the way we are or be how we could be
Could illusion become reality
I've got to ask the question 'cause the answer is overdue
Why can't we all ride together and be cowboy buckaroos

Why can't we all ride together and be cowboy buckaroos