A COWBOY AT CHRISTMAS

(Alright – yeah - I'm coming home)

Well, I've been working all year on the Oregon trail
Eating chuck wagon food with a flagon of ale
But it's cold at night out here in the great outdoors

I guess I don't have the frontier spirit no more
I got a whisky spirit instead
'Cos with my cowboy business all dead and done 
I'm coming home for some Christmas fun

I don't wanna be A Cowboy At Christmas
I'm on my way back home
Put aside my gun and make love to you all night long
I done my time riding the range
'Cos it always caused me pain
I don't wanna be A Cowboy At Christmas time again..

All my time out west I've been looking for gold
But only finding dirt in the freezing cold
On the cattle drive trying to drive you outa my head

And most town folk done the best they could
Trying to keep our vittles warm
But now I'm gonna send out the pony express
To let you know I'm heading home

I don't wanna be A Cowboy At Christmas
I'm on my way back home
Put aside my gun and make love to you all night long  
I done my time riding the range
'Cos it always caused me pain
I don't wanna be A Cowboy At Christmas time again..

I done my time riding the range
'Cos it always caused me pain
I don't wanna be A Cowboy At Christmas time again
Oh No! I don't wanna be A Cowboy At Christmas time again