My Girl Don’t Like My Cowboy Hat

My girl don't like my cowboy hat
She says that it's so yucky
My girl don't like my cowboy hat
But she don't know how lucky
She is to have a man like me
To take her to the disco
When I walk in, they say "Hey Jim
Where's Hop Along and Cisco?"

I guess she's never stopped to think
Of all it's many uses
Although it's got a six-inch brim
It's very unobtrusive
If you get caught out in the rain
You'd sure wish you had one
And if a pigeon passes by
Those without will be mad ones

My girl don't like my cowboy hat
She says it looks so silly
My girl don't like my cowboy
Hat, she always says, "Now really
Do you have to wear that thing
When we go out to dinnеr?"
I said, "My dear
Some bureaucrats arе not exactly winners"

You can trick out of it, lay down on it
It really doesn't matter
You can carry smokes and money, folks
In a big ten gallon huddle
Well it's the greatest thing to hit the
Scene in the last two hundred years
And if you have no hair up there
It'll fit over your ears

My girl don't like my cowboy hat
She says it looks so tacky
My girl don't like my cowboy hat
I told her to get packing
I found someone who always wears
A cowboy's hat too
Where the only time we take ours off
Is when we want to kiss

My girl don't like my cowboy hat
She says that it's so yucky