| Never into leather and studs
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| But he liked them all the same
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| Bought these records from a magazine
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| Called metal deaf and game
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| He grew up strong and he grew up right
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| Except in his daddy’s eyes
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| He said «now son, don’t you waste your time
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| With all of them evil lies»
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| So there he was, the first punk rock cowboy
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| Always wonderin' how it would be
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| To grow up in the punk rock scene
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| But never ever gave up on his punk rock dream
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| So he headed off in a whiskey haze
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| Going to a pistol show
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| And all of a sudden
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| There she was just standing on the edge of the road
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| Sweetest girl he’d ever seen
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| She calls herself irene
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| But later on the little cowboy found out
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| She had herself three clit rings
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| So there he was, the first punk rock cowboy
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| Always wonderin' how it would be
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| To grow up in the punk rock scene
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| But never ever gave up on his punk rock dream
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| Oh, oh let’s go
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| Oh, oh let’s go
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| Now if you see him standing in the crowd
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| Be sure to say «hello»
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| Never miss him in his cowboy hat
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| Baby, marchin' just a little too slow
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| If you’re wondering what he’s about
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| Ask him, it’s plain to see
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| Say «i'd like to stay and rock with ya
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| I’d love this here punk rock scene»
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| So there he was, the first punk rock cowboy
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| Always wonderin' how it would be
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| To grow up in the punk rock scene, oh yeah
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| But never ever gave up on his punk rock
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| Oh never ever gave up on his punk rock
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| Never ever gave up on his punk rock dream |