[Verse 1]
The Texans are gathered up in Colorado
The kid with the fast gun ain't with 'em today
The cowboys are ridin' tall in the saddle
They shoot from the heart with the songs that they play
There's a right handsome woman on up around Boulder
They got slick hardwood floors and a potbelly stove
She swears I am someone she can believe in
She's the best Colorado gal I've ever known

[Chorus]
We are the cowboys, the true sons of freedom
We are the men who will get the job done
We're pickin' our words so we don't have to eat 'em
We're roundin' them up and then drivin' them home

[Verse 2]
Cowboys are average American people
Texicans, Mexicans, black men, and Jews
They love this old world and they don't want to lose it
They're countin' on me and they're countin' on you
The world will breathe easy when we stop the bleeding
The fighting will end when all hunger is gone
There are those who are blind so we'll all have to lead 'em
It's everyone's job 'til we get the work done
[Chorus]
We are the cowboys, the true sons of freedom
We are the men who will get the job done
We're pickin' our words so we don't have to eat them
We're roundin' them up and we're drivin' them home
We're roundin' them up and we're drivin' them home