Lavender Cowboy

Yippee aye, yippee yo
Yippee aye, yippee yo, yippee yay
Which sounds rather silly
But every hillbilly
Spends half his life singing that way

He was just a lavender cowboy
With only three hairs on his chest
And he rode on a filly
Called Daffy Down Dilly
The prettiest horse in the West

Every morning they went out together
While the others looked on in dismay
'Cause he'd round up the cattle
A-ridin' side-saddle
Because he preferred it that way

He was just a lavender cowboy
Who committed a terrible sin
He went out on a bender
And slugged a bartender
And stole all the strawberry gin

So the posse was sent out to find him
And bring him back dead or alive
And they knew as they went
They were hot on the scent
By the smell of Chanel No. 5

And they found him a-lyin' unconscious
With blood runnin' all down his chin
Till they looked a bit closer
And what do you know, sir
They found it was strawberry gin

So they shot the lavender cowboy
And said as they laid him to rest
"You'll be happier now, boy
You can't be a cowboy
With only three hairs on your chest"