I WAS A WALKING DOWN BROADWAY NEW YORK NEW YORK HAD MY BOOTS ON AND MY STETSON HAT SO PROUD TO BE A COUNTRY BOY JUST THEN A MESSENGER CALLED ME RASTA MAN ON THE ROAD HE SAID "YOU'VE GOTTA GET THE RHYTHM OF THE ISLANDS HELP ME CARRY MY LOAD
CHORUS
YOU GOT TO GET INTO REGGAE COWBOY SHUFFLE THEM BOOTS ON THE STREET GET INTO REGGAE COWBOY FEEL THAT REGGAE BEAT HEY HEY HEY HEY"
VERSE 2
HIS MESSAGE HIT ME LIKE A BRICK MAN FIRST I LAUGHED THEN I CRIED SOMEWHERE BETWEEN JAMAICA AND NASHVILLE I REALISED I'D LIVED A LIE THESE DAYS I SIT IN MY GARDEN SOFT REFRAINS ON STEEL GUITARS BEAUTIFUL RHYTHMS ON THE TRADE WINDS BLOWIN IN FROM FLORIDA FARMS
CHORUS
YOU GOT TO GET INTO REGGAE COWBOY SHUFFLE THEM BOOTS ON THE STREET GET INTO REGGAE COWBOY FEEL THAT REGGAE BEAT HEY HEY HEY HEY"