The Real Thing
(Chris LeDoux)
His boots are old and tattered
His Stetson has seen it's better days
His hands are rough and calloused
And what's left of his hair is turning grey
He ain't as tall and handsome
As cowboys up on the movie screen
Or in a magazine
He ain't no coke a cola cowboy
He's the real thing.
CHORUS
He rides across the praire
Out where the wild wind blows
And he still works his cattle
Just like a hundred years ago
Sittin' tall in the saddle
Lord, he feels just like a king
mmmm
He ain't no coca cola cowboy
He's the real thing.
There's a woman that loves him
And she knows what real love's all about
She's cooked his meals, washed his clothes
And raised the kids and learned to go without
And if she could do it over
Heavens knows she wouldn't change a thing
Not a sing thing
Her her knight in shining armor
And she loves him
'Cause he's the real thing.
CHORUS
Naw he ain't no rhinestone cowboy
He's the real thing.
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