Story Behind The Song

Just for fun really. I was trying to come up with a funky country, rap, yodeling song on a challenge from a friend.

Lyrics

VERSE #1
Well I was born a cowboy, I was born to ride the range
Old boots and a saddle's 'bout everything I own.
Cattle drives and rodeos and although it may sound strange,
I love campin' way out in the desert all alone.

One night about a week ago I was west of San Antone,
I was out on the prarie just a ridin' myself along.
I stopped to camp in a valley, and I thought I was on my own,
But off in the distance I could hear the strangest song....

BRIDGE:
Now I'm a friggin' cowboy you can tell it by my hat.
It's ain't so hard to find me 'cause I'm where the cows are at.
With my trusty pony and my six gun by my side,
I head 'em up and move 'em out, get funky now let's ride (get funky now let's ride)

CHORUS:
(Yippe-i-o, Yippe-i-ay, Yippe-i-ee, Yippe-ki-ay)
I got my horse, I got my hat, I got my gun
Folks back in the city, you know, they ain't havin' this much fun
And you know that I'm the man,
'Cause I'm the high plains rapper.

VERSE #2
So I listened for a while, and he sang the same old line,
Over and over while I ate my plate of beans.
I couldn't help but thinkin' that he must have lost his mind,
And I wondered just exactly what the stupid song might mean

I faded off to sleep then, been a long hot dusty ride,
I figured I'd bumped my head along the way.
But early that next morning, when I opened up my eyes,
I couldn't make that music go away....

BRIDGE:
Now I'm a friggin' cowboy you can tell it by my hat.
It's ain't so hard to find me 'cause I'm where the cows are at.
With my trusty pony and my six gun by my side,
I head 'em up and move 'em out, get funky now let's ride (get funky now let's ride)

CHORUS:
(Yippe-i-o, Yippe-i-ay, Yippe-i-ee, Yippe-ki-ay)
I got my horse, I got my hat, I got my gun
Folks back in the city, you know, they ain't havin' this much fun
And you know that I'm the man,
'Cause I'm the high plains rapper.

LEAD

OUTRO:
(Yippe-i-o, Yippe-i-ay, Yippe-i-ee, Yippe-ki-ay)
I got my horse, I got my hat, I got my gun
Folks in the city don't have fun
Get funky now let's ride
Get funky, get funky, get funky.........