Cowboy
David Allan Coe Lyrics


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Traveling with the rodeo
It's the only life I'll ever know
I started in New Mexico
Must have been a thousand years ago
I used to be the best they say
At riding young wild horses for my pay
But now I'm much too old it seems
I only rides wild horses in his dreams

They use to tell me, ride 'em cowboy don't let 'em throw you down
You can't make no money if you hit the ground
They say, ride 'em cowboy don't let 'em throw you down
You're the toughest cowboy in town

I have always been a traveling cowboy
But now there's no place left to go
What in I supposed to do
Seems I'm left out in the cold

Ride 'em cowboy don't let 'em throw you down
You can't make no money if you hit the ground
They say, ride 'em cowboy don't let 'em throw you down
You're the toughest cowboy in town

Oh midnight was the champion
He is the only bronc I couldn't ride
But now I hear old Midnights blind
And rides little children for a dime
Ladies used to hang around
I must have been a hero in their eyes
My silver spurs are rusted now
Lord, I wished I tried to settle down

They use to tell me, ride 'em cowboy don't let 'em throw you down
You can't make no money if you hit the ground
They say, ride 'em cowboy don't let 'em throw you down
You're the toughest cowboy in town





Traveling with the rodeo
It's the only life I'll ever know

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to David Allan Coe's "Ride 'Em Cowboy" tell the story of an aging cowboy who has spent his entire life traveling with the rodeo circuit. He started out riding young wild horses for his pay in New Mexico, where he was considered one of the best cowboy riders. However, as he's grown older, he can only ride wild horses in his dreams. The song captures the feelings of a man who has spent his entire life on the road and is starting to feel like he doesn't have a place to call home.


The cowboy in the song reflects on his past glory and how he used to be considered the toughest cowboy in town. He was warned that he couldn't make any money if he hit the ground, so he worked tirelessly to perfect his craft. However, he is now faced with the reality that he can't continue to do this forever. He has grown too old to keep up with the younger riders, and his silver spurs have rusted. The song ends with the cowboy acknowledging that traveling with the rodeo is the only life he'll ever know, but he is left uncertain about what he is supposed to do now that his glory days are over.


Line by Line Meaning

Traveling with the rodeo
My life is all about moving from place to place with the rodeo


It's the only life I'll ever know
Being a rodeo cowboy defines my whole existence


I started in New Mexico
I began my rodeo career in New Mexico


Must have been a thousand years ago
It feels like I've been a rodeo cowboy forever


I used to be the best they say
People used to consider me the top rider in the game


At riding young wild horses for my pay
I used to make my living by riding untamed horses


But now I'm much too old it seems
I've grown older and can't ride at the same level anymore


I only rides wild horses in his dreams
Nowadays, I can only ride wild horses in my dreams


They use to tell me, ride 'em cowboy don't let 'em throw you down
People used to give me advice to stay on the horse and not be thrown off


You can't make no money if you hit the ground
If I get thrown off the horse, I won't make any money


You're the toughest cowboy in town
People considered me to be the most rugged cowboy around


I have always been a traveling cowboy
I've never had a fixed place to call home, always traveling with the rodeo


But now there's no place left to go
I don't know where to go next, there's nowhere left for me to travel


What in I supposed to do
I'm at a loss as to what I should do next


Seems I'm left out in the cold
I feel abandoned with nowhere to go and nothing to do


Oh midnight was the champion
Midnight was the most prominent bronc I ever rode


He is the only bronc I couldn't ride
Midnight was the only horse I wasn't able to stay on


But now I hear old Midnights blind
I've heard Midnight is now blind and unable to compete


And rides little children for a dime
Midnight is now reduced to giving rides to children for very little money


Ladies used to hang around
Women used to be attracted to me because of my skill and status as a cowboy


I must have been a hero in their eyes
Women must have seen me as a hero for my cowboy accomplishments


My silver spurs are rusted now
My prized silver spurs have tarnished and lost their luster with time


Lord, I wished I tried to settle down
I regret not having tried to settle down and create a more stable life for myself




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Written by: PAUL DAVIS

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Dr. Craphead


on Damn I Wish I Was a Nigger

The song is not by David Allan Coe

Niggerhatingme


on Nigger Hatin Me

I like sugar and I like tea
But I don't like niggers, no sir-e
There are two lone things that'll make me puke
That's a hog eating slop and a big black spook

You know it, 'cuz I show it
Like a barnyard rooster I crow it
And the NAACP would sure like to get
A hold of nigger hatin' me.

Roses are red and violets are blue
Niggers are black and you know that's true
But they don't mind 'cuz what the heck
You gotta' be black to get a welfare check.

.And I'm broke, no joke. I ain't got a nickle
For a coat and I ain't black you see, so Uncle
Sam won't help poor nigger hatin' me.

Jigga-boo Jigga-boo where are you? I was
Here on the woodpile watching you. Jigga-boo
Jigga-boo come outdoors. No! I'sa scared of the

White man way down south.

You know it, 'cuz I show it. Stick your black
Head out and I blow it and the NAACP can't keep
You away from 'lil 'ol nigger hatin' me.

Mirror mirror on the wall who is the blackest
Of them all? A man named King it ain't no doubt
And he's causin' lots of trouble with his baboon
Mouth. Oh no it's he's a done it, caused by the
Trouble he's a brewin' and the NAACP can't win if
The white man stick with nigger hatin' me.

Hey Mr. President what'd ya say? When are we
Whites gonna have our day? The niggers've had
Theirs for such a long long time. I'm a white
And it's time that I had mine.

You know it, 'cuz I show it. Stick your black head
Out and I blow it and the NAACP can't win if the
White man stick with nigger hatin' me.

Nigger hatin me'
Nigger hatin me'
Nigger hatin me'
Nigger hatin me'

All true, how's the death count in chimpcago? https://heyjackass.com/

Ben - Moderator


on Nigger hatin me

Jigga-boo come outdoors. No! I'sa scared of the White man way down south.

Meaning of this line above has now been corrected

Matt


on Nigger hatin me

Who ever did the meaning lines is funny... woodpile is a real term, and when it says jig aboo come out doors, he imitates a poor sounding guy saying he's afraid of the racist whites from the south cuz if they even show themselves in public, they were a target. This is a bad song about the unspoken truth

cemegonuts


on You piss me off...you fuckin' jerk

This is not David Allen Coe. It is a song written by Gaye Delorme and performed by Garry Lee and Showdown.

Teresa Warnke


on Pick Em, Lick Em, Stick Em

Are there any decent constitutional lawyers in the house?
Mr. Coe has been barred from performing in most public forums.
He is one the last surviving Outlaws of country music. Although, Nigger Fucker has racist theme, Mr. Coe was defended by his life long friend, Charlie Pride, who inspired the song, all of his days. They were close friends until the end.
David Allen COE is elderly and we don't have long to have an opportunity to see him perform. What is more is that he deserves to use his constitutional right to free speech.
Some would like to have this song and many more that feel are offensive removed from existence. I am not a racist and recognize the foulness of the song, but, I am mature enough to turn off music or any other media that I don't like.
Personally, the Brian Adam's song, "Rum to You", makes me sick, as does Reba Macy tyre's, "Fancy" and "Whoever's in New England".
Ms. Macy tires songs if a mother pimping out her daughter and an abandoned housewife faithfully waiting for her man to return from fucking his mistress hurts women. The Brian Adam's song also hurts women. I do not for a minute believe that this music should never be heard again. It does provide opportunity to discuss these things with younger people.
I am going to delete my YouTube music account because they removed DAC for it's content. I did have much respect for YouTube for it's American spirit and patriotism even though the way they pay their talent is nonsensical. One deletion is a demonstration of what will follow. Eventually this could lead to less freedoms for all of us.
Please don't fall into the currant popular victim trend. Turn off music you don't like and get on with your day.
Or stand up to censorship of the arts.
Thank You,
Teresa Warnke

Rodan


on Cum Stains on the Pillow

Dribble it on her nose!

11inthemoney


on Itty Bitty Titty

Young sex is the best

11inthemoney


on Itty Bitty Titty

Shucks it's cool.

Rodan


on Cum Stains on the Pillow

Another AWESOME DAC song that makes me bellylaugh!!!

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