Walking down the street in L.A.

Caught in the middle of a heat wave

Pass by the star of John Wayne

And I think to myself how times change



Now where the cattle once roamed

There's a Burger King and a peep show

We do everything from our cell phones

Ridin' in out steel broncos



Oh it's Dow Jones, hi, low, price of corn in Tokyo

Wild west neighborhood

It's quick draw credit cards, the world turns but in my heart

I'm ridin' down the range like a good, good, good, good cowboy



I do what I say and say what I mean

Try to get a grip on the American dream

Sunrise to Sunset Strip I'll be

Workin' to the bone just to try to have a voice

When Friday night comes I'm gonna turn up the noise

Like a good, good, good cowboy



Dollar don't go far these days

The new frontier is a freeway

5PM is a rat race

Even Eastwood moved to Monterey

Lean Cuisines, microwaves, silicone and cellophane

Aliens in Hollywood

Bright lights, big city, concrete nitty gritty

But I'm ridin' the range like a good, good, good, good cowboy

I do what I say and say what I mean

Try to get a grip on the American dream

Sunrise to Sunset Strip I'll be

Workin' to the bone just to try to have a voice

When Friday night comes I'm gonna turn up the noise

Like a good, good, good cowboy