K. Michelle Yodel
I heard a couple tales about this outlaw kind of man
He's quick-fast on his feet, but he be working with his hands
When it comes to love, I've been a rambler on the run
His legend got me burning hotter than a Texas sun
'Bout ready to hit that backroad
From Memphis to El Paso
Watch me throw my lasso
I'm calling for a cowboy
I need a cowboy
Rough, rugged, and raw, that's the kind of man I need
Oh, a cowboy
A run-the-town boy
Hear that stampede coming when they hear me sing
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay-ee
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay
Yodel-ay
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay-ee
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodеl-ay
Pretty boys and city boys, they left thе job half-done
I'm dusting off my boots so I can get back where I'm from
Ain't no little pony who can handle how I ride
I'm gonna need a stallion who can get me through the night
'Bout ready to hit that backroad
From Memphis to El Paso
Watch me throw my lasso
I'm calling for a cowboy
I need a cowboy
Rough, rugged, and raw, that's the kind of man I need
Oh, a cowboy
A run-the-town boy
Hear that stampede coming when they hear me sing
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay-ee
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay
Yodel-ay
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay-ee
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay
Oh Lord, here he comes
He got two sets of guns
One on his hip, and two on his arms
He reached out his hand
Said, "Pretty lady, can we dance?"
He says he don't do romance
But I can feel it in his pants, oh
I'm calling for a cowboy
I need a cowboy
Rough, rugged, and raw, that's the kind of man I need
Oh, a cowboy
A run-the-town boy
Hear that stampede coming when they hear me sing
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay-ee
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay
Yodel-ay
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay-ee
Yodel-ay, yodel-ay, yodel-ay
