Cowboys and angels
Like whiskey and fire
Bad reputation
That you can’t deny
My mother said it would never work
I said, “To hell, let it burn”
Only two things in life that you just can’t wrangle
Cowboys and angels
All white, snoot boot, dirty south
Gold on his neck, gold in his mouth
Date night me to Pappadeaux
He had me sippin’, talkin’ slow
He keep that thing right in his boot
He whip the horse, ain’t got no roof
He always taste like hundred proof
That’s one game I knew I’d lose
Cowboys and angels
Whiskey and fire
Bad reputation
That you can’t deny
My mother said it would never work
I said, “To hell, let it burn”
Only two things in life that you just can’t wrangle
Cowboys and angels
Yeah, tastes like Texas Cuban links
That B pro promethazine
Yeah, he throws back another drink
That Pyrex in the kitchen sink
You gotta know when to hold ’em or fold ’em
I got out that bitch like Rambo in a Lambo’
With a handle like a vandal
He ain’t even see me leave ’cause I was in his camo’
Like cowboys and angels
Whiskey and fire
Bad reputation
That you can’t deny
My mother said it would never work
I said, “To hell, let it burn”
Only two things in life that you just can’t wrangle
Cowboys and angels