Deep creased hands like roads on a map
Do ‘em wrong, they won’t take you back
Lil’ dirt road, to a tiny shack
Hanging on the wall is last year’s stag

Grandma’s cooking is the holy grail
Don’t trust a truck that ain’t been for sale
Soft and lovin’ but hard as nails
This is what I know

The more scuffed the boots
The more down-home roots
Yeah, cowboys do it better
Slinging out the chutes
Comin’ home to you
Yeah, cowboys do it better

Cowboys do it better
Yeah, cowboys do it better

Neck as red as the dirt they walk
You damn sure know by how they talk
Spinning round’n’round on a dirt dance floor
Always leave you wantin’ more

To hang the moon ain’t hard for them
Ain’t hell bound but they’re whiskey sent
Tip their hats like a gentlemen
This is what I know

The more scuffed the boots
The more down-home roots
Yeah, cowboys do it better
Slinging out the chutes
Comin’ home to you
Yeah, cowboys do it better

Cowboys do it better
Yeah, cowboys do it better

They know more than a Dosey-Doe
Hook, line, sinker with a one hand throw
Takin’ you out where the river flows
Get you forgettin’ everythin’ you know
Clappin’ on the beat on the 2 and the 4
Hand in the air got me saying yeehaw
Thank the good lord for the good ol’ boys
This is what I know

The more scuffed the boots
The more down-home roots
Yeah, cowboys do it better
Slinging out the chutes
Comin’ home to you
Yeah, cowboys do it better

Cowboys do it better
Yeah, cowboys do it better