Walking down the street in L.A. Caught in the middle of a heat wave Pa** by the star of John Wayne And I think to myself how times change Now where the cattle once roamed There's a Burger King and a peep show We do everything from our cell phones Ridin' in out steel broncos Oh it's Dow Jones, hi, low, price of corn in Tokyo Wild west neighborhood It's quick draw credit cards, the world turns but in my heart I'm ridin' down the range like a good, good, good, good cowboy I do what I say and say what I mean Try to get a grip on the American dream Sunrise to Sunset Strip I'll be Workin' to the bone just to try to have a voice When Friday night comes I'm gonna turn up the noise Like a good, good, good cowboy Dollar don't go far these days The new frontier is a freeway 5PM is a rat race Even Eastwood moved to Monterey Lean Cuisines, microwaves, silicone and cellophane Aliens in Hollywood Bright lights, big city, concrete nitty gritty But I'm ridin' the range like a good, good, good, good cowboy I do what I say and say what I mean Try to get a grip on the American dream Sunrise to Sunset Strip I'll be Workin' to the bone just to try to have a voice When Friday night comes I'm gonna turn up the noise Like a good, good, good cowboy