Sometimes he gets crazy, as men are known to do
He'd lose his head in spite of everything he stands to lose
What is it in a man that makes him act like such a fool?
She swears she never knew, but always needed to

But stubborn pride is just the way of cowboys, I suppose
Even love can't change the things he ought to change the most
And it's pride that keeps him standing when he should be on his knees
Making apologies, but she loves him desperately

Oh but now and again, she wished he'd been a poet
So he'd know all the perfect lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero riding up to save the day
And go riding high like a knight in shining armor
To sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he don't have no magic ways to charm her
No, because even love can't change a cowboy's ways

"I love you" and "I'm sorry" are words that just don't come
Because words like that are no match for the kind that rule his tongue
But his eyes keep telling her "you know I love you anyway
No matter what I say, or what I never say"

Oh but now and again she wished he'd been a poet
So he'd know all the perfect lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero riding up to save the day
And go riding high like a knight in shining armor
To sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he don't have no magic ways to charm her
No, because even love can't change a cowboy's ways
His ways seem cold, but she knows he's much warmer
But even love can't change a cowboy's ways
He's just a fool that must defend his honor
But even love can't change a cowboy's ways