I wanna ten gallon stetson And a horse that wears my brand A thousand head of cattle On a great big piece of land I want a ranch in Arizona Where they never sleep inside I wanna gaze at the moon and stars above I wanna learn to rope and ride I want two pearled handle six guns The kind that really shoot A saddle trimmed with silver And a pair of yellow boots Ill have my name carved on my belt I line my saddle see with a fell Im gonna be a cowboy, yes siree Solo: