I was born to be a cowboy

Born to ride the range

Only trouble was

I didn’t get the chance

I wanted that to change

So I got myself all ready

I’m waiting for my big day

Chorus

I’ve got spurs on the heels

Of my cowboy boots

And the best pair of chaps around

I’ve got a pretty little pony

That’s my best friend

I’m ready for trouble

If it comes to town

I’ve got a shirt made special

In Texas

A bandanna around my neck

And toppin’ it off

I’ve got a ten-gallon hat

Now I’m a real cowboy

Are you ready for that

I was born to be a cowgirl

Born to rope a steer

I can ride and rope with

The best of them

I’ll make it perfectly clear

If you think that I can’t do it

Boy will you be surprised

Repeat chorus

I was born to be a cowgirl

I was born to be a cowboy