She was on a quest
She wouldn't rest
She'd seen him in her dreams
Dead set on a real man
Not a guy in a hat and jeans
One by one
She'd check them out
When they asked her to dance
They never knew quite what to say
To the question she would ask
Are you a real cowboy?
Can you rope and ride?
Have you been on a prairie?
Have you slept there all night?
Have you danced down at Gruene Hall?
Can you Texas Swing?
Are you fixin' to do it?
And do you know what that means?
It ain't no fluke
She loves The Duke
And all Hank Senior songs
She wants a guy who drives a truck
And wants to sing along
She'll hit every bar in town
That has a neon light
And country music blaring loud
Til someone gets it right
Are you a real cowboy?
Do you live in them boots?
Is that your rodeo buckle?
Are you quick out of the chute?
Do you love your mama?
Can you cook up some beans?
If I say Louis L'Amour
Would you know what that means?
She'll dismiss a hundred counterfeits
While the jukebox plays
Cause we all know the real cowboys
Are hard to find these days
Are you a real cowboy?
(Are you a real cowboy?)
Can you handle barbed wire?
(Can you handle barbed wire?)
Can you break a wild pony?
Tell stories by the campfire?
Do you hate the big city?
Do you need pastures of green?
Are you tall in the saddle?
(Tall in the saddle)
Do you know what that means?
If I said ride off in the sunset
Would you know what I mean?