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I Won't Let My Cowboy Go

Written By: Melissa Grabois

I Won’t Let My Cowboy Go
Written by Melissa Grabois
Key Terms (for those not from “The South”)
Redbilly Wrangler – redneck hillbilly cowboy
Pine Knot Tough – as tough as they come
Four Pocket Backend – a big rear end
Gussied up – to primp and look your best
Dirt Road Idiot – as dumb as they come
Well Shut My Mouth – mouth drops open in disbelief
Smiling like a Mule – a big dumb smile

A Few Beers Short a Six Pack – you’re stupid
Bisquits Ain’t All Done – Lacking common sense
Lower than a Snake’s Belly Lying in a Rut - scum
Been Rode Hard and Put Up Wet – you look like an old, worn out dirty shirt that has been laundered,
put away wet so as to be old looking and wrinkled

If You Bark at the Moon – you’re a “dog”
Gonna Lay You Up - going to knock you out cold
Beatin by an Ugly Stick – you’re very ugly

Backside of Hard Times – you’ve had a very, very hard life and it shows in your looks

Pitch a Hissie Fit - scream & holler like a big baby

Can’t Sneak Sunup Past a Rooster –nothing can get past you

I Won’t Let My Cowboy Go
(Some of the lyrics are purposefully misspelled to aid the singer in achieving a country sounding dialect.)

Spoken: You ever had one of those nasty gnats swarmin round you; they just won’t go away,
You swat ‘em and they just keep comin back for more.
Some females are like that,
Seems there’s one in every town.

(In the style of Reba/Shania –Lively, full of perkiness, not mean, just fun)

Sung: You need to know who yor dealin with
My name’s Jealous with a capital J,
I’m pine knot tough – you’re not near enough
So listen what I have to say:

No need to get all gussied up
You’ll never get a man like mine,
Take your four pocket backend
Back across that county line.

This is a friendly reminder
Don’t come round these parts again,
Won’t be so nice the next time
Pa - tience is wearing thin.

Pay attention to me honey
Or I’ll have to bring you down,
Loud and clear I proudly say:
I’m Queen; I wear the crown.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love that redbilly wrangler no matter what he’s done
He says I’m sweet molasses and purty as a sundy morn,
I’ll be his until the sun don’t shine – that’s what you don’t seem to know
Pos-i-tive-ly, ab-so-lute-ly, hey girl there ain’t no doubt,
I won’t let my cowboy go

Ain’t you learned yor lesson yet
cuz here you come again,
Tried to be nice the first time
Speak truthful like a friend.

I guess I need to be more direct
Tell you face to ugly face,
Keep your cotton, pickin hands off
You loony mental case.

This is yor final warnin
It’s time for you to go,
You’ll never get yor filthy paws
On my hillbilly beau.

Only a dirt road idiot
Would come back for more,
So turn around and walk away
Head right straight for that door.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love that redbilly wrangler no matter what he’s done
He says I’m sweet molasses and purty as a sundy morn,
I’ll be his until the sun don’t shine – that’s what you don’t seem to know
Pos-i-tive-ly, ab-so-lute-ly, hey girl there ain’t no doubt
I won’t let my cowboy go

Well shut my mouth, here ya come again
Smiling like a mule,
Won’t ever win a man like mine
Cuz hun, my man’s no fool.

You’re a few beers short a six pack
Yor bisquits ain’t all done,
How do I get my point across
To someone who’s so dumb.

You’re lower than a snake’s belly
Lying in a rut,
Been rode hard and put up wet
And I tell you whut,

Stop barking at the moon a sec
So you can listen up,
Better start on runnin fast
I’m ‘bout to lay you up.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love that redbilly wrangler no matter what he’s done
He says I’m sweet molasses and purty as a sundy morn,
I’ll be his until the sun don’t shine – that’s what you don’t seem to know
Pos-i-tive-ly, ab-so-lute-ly, hey girl there ain’t no doubt
I won’t let my cowboy go.

Were you beatin by an ugly stick
When you were just a runt?
You’re the backside of hard times
I hate to be so blunt

Now don’t you pitch a hissie fit
I’m not telling any lies,
But I am sure nuff serious
And here to just advise.

Back off from my mister
His taken, he’s my man,
I’ll never give him up to you
No siree – no maam.

Can’t sneak sunup

I Won't Let My Cowboy Go

Written By: Melissa Grabois

I Won’t Let My Cowboy Go
Written by Melissa Grabois

Key Terms (for those not from “The South”)
Redbilly Wrangler – redneck hillbilly cowboy
Pine Knot Tough – as tough as they come
Four Pocket Backend – a big rear end
Gussied up – to primp and look your best
Dirt Road Idiot – as dumb as they come
Well Shut My Mouth – mouth drops open in disbelief
Smiling like a Mule – a big dumb smile
A Few Beers Short a Six Pack – you’re stupid
Bisquits Ain’t All Done – Lacking common sense
Lower than a Snake’s Belly Lying in a Rut - scum
Been Rode Hard and Put Up Wet – you look like an
old, worn out dirty shirt that has been laundered,
put away wet so as to be old looking and wrinkled
If You Bark at the Moon – you’re a “dog”
Gonna Lay You Up - going to knock you out cold
Beatin by an Ugly Stick – you’re very ugly
Backside of Hard Times – you’ve had a very, very
hard life and it shows in your looks
Pitch a Hissie Fit - scream & holler like a big baby
Can’t Sneak Sunup Past a Rooster – nothing can get
past you

I Won’t Let My Cowboy Go
(Some of the lyrics are purposefully misspelled to aid the singer in achieving a country sounding dialect.)

Spoken: You ever had one of those nasty gnats
Swarmin round you; they just won’t go away,
You swat ‘em and they just keep comin back for more.
Some females are like that,
Seems there’s one in every town.

(In the style of Reba/Shania –Lively, full of perkiness, not mean, just fun)
Sung: You need to know who yor dealin with
My name’s Jealous with a capital J,
I’m pine knot tough – you’re not near enough
So listen what I have to say:

No need to get all gussied up
You’ll never get a man like mine,
Take your four pocket backend
Back across that county line.

This is a friendly reminder
Don’t come round these parts again,
Won’t be so nice the next time
Pa - tience is wearing thin.

Pay attention to me honey
Or I’ll have to bring you down,
Loud and clear I proudly say:
I’m Queen; I wear the crown.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love that redbilly wrangler no matter what he’s done
He says I’m sweet molasses and purty as a sundy morn,
I’ll be his until the sun don’t shine – that’s what you don’t seem to know
Pos-i-tive-ly, ab-so-lute-ly, hey girl there ain’t no doubt,
I won’t let my cowboy go

Ain’t you learned yor lesson yet
cuz here you come again,
Tried to be nice the first time
Speak truthful like a friend.

I guess I need to be more direct
Tell you face to ugly face,
Keep your cotton, pickin hands off
You loony mental case.

This is yor final warnin
It’s time for you to go,
You’ll never get yor filthy paws
On my hillbilly beau.

Only a dirt road idiot
Would come back for more,
So turn around and walk away
Head right straight for that door.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love that redbilly wrangler no matter what he’s done
He says I’m sweet molasses and purty as a sundy morn,
I’ll be his until the sun don’t shine – that’s what you don’t seem to know
Pos-i-tive-ly, ab-so-lute-ly, hey girl there ain’t no doubt
I won’t let my cowboy go

Well shut my mouth, here ya come again
Smiling like a mule,
Won’t ever win a man like mine
Cuz hun, my man’s no fool.

You’re a few beers short a six pack
Yor bisquits ain’t all done,
How do I get my point across
To someone who’s so dumb.

You’re lower than a snake’s belly
Lying in a rut,
Been rode hard and put up wet
And I tell you whut,

Stop barking at the moon a sec
So you can listen up,
Better start on runnin fast
I’m ‘bout to lay you up.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love th

I Won't Let My Cowboy Go

Written By: Melissa Grabois

I Won’t Let My Cowboy Go
Written by Melissa Grabois

Key Terms (for those not from “The South”)
Redbilly Wrangler – redneck hillbilly cowboy
Pine Knot Tough – as tough as they come
Four Pocket Backend – a big rear end
Gussied up – to primp and look your best
Dirt Road Idiot – as dumb as they come
Well Shut My Mouth – mouth drops open in disbelief
Smiling like a Mule – a big dumb smile
A Few Beers Short a Six Pack – you’re stupid
Bisquits Ain’t All Done – Lacking common sense
Lower than a Snake’s Belly Lying in a Rut - scum
Been Rode Hard and Put Up Wet – you look like an
old, worn out dirty shirt that has been laundered,
put away wet so as to be old looking and wrinkled
If You Bark at the Moon – you’re a “dog”
Gonna Lay You Up - going to knock you out cold
Beatin by an Ugly Stick – you’re very ugly
Backside of Hard Times – you’ve had a very, very
hard life and it shows in your looks
Pitch a Hissie Fit - scream & holler like a big baby
Can’t Sneak Sunup Past a Rooster – nothing can get
past you

I Won’t Let My Cowboy Go
(Some of the lyrics are purposefully misspelled to aid the singer in achieving a country sounding dialect.)

Spoken: You ever had one of those nasty gnats
Swarmin round you; they just won’t go away,
You swat ‘em and they just keep comin back for more.
Some females are like that,
Seems there’s one in every town.

(In the style of Reba/Shania –Lively, full of perkiness, not mean, just fun)
Sung: You need to know who yor dealin with
My name’s Jealous with a capital J,
I’m pine knot tough – you’re not near enough
So listen what I have to say:

No need to get all gussied up
You’ll never get a man like mine,
Take your four pocket backend
Back across that county line.

This is a friendly reminder
Don’t come round these parts again,
Won’t be so nice the next time
Pa - tience is wearing thin.

Pay attention to me honey
Or I’ll have to bring you down,
Loud and clear I proudly say:
I’m Queen; I wear the crown.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love that redbilly wrangler no matter what he’s done
He says I’m sweet molasses and purty as a sundy morn,
I’ll be his until the sun don’t shine – that’s what you don’t seem to know
Pos-i-tive-ly, ab-so-lute-ly, hey girl there ain’t no doubt,
I won’t let my cowboy go

Ain’t you learned yor lesson yet
cuz here you come again,
Tried to be nice the first time
Speak truthful like a friend.

I guess I need to be more direct
Tell you face to ugly face,
Keep your cotton, pickin hands off
You loony mental case.

This is yor final warnin
It’s time for you to go,
You’ll never get yor filthy paws
On my hillbilly beau.

Only a dirt road idiot
Would come back for more,
So turn around and walk away
Head right straight for that door.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love that redbilly wrangler no matter what he’s done
He says I’m sweet molasses and purty as a sundy morn,
I’ll be his until the sun don’t shine – that’s what you don’t seem to know
Pos-i-tive-ly, ab-so-lute-ly, hey girl there ain’t no doubt
I won’t let my cowboy go

Well shut my mouth, here ya come again
Smiling like a mule,
Won’t ever win a man like mine
Cuz hun, my man’s no fool.

You’re a few beers short a six pack
Yor bisquits ain’t all done,
How do I get my point across
To someone who’s so dumb.

You’re lower than a snake’s belly
Lying in a rut,
Been rode hard and put up wet
And I tell you whut,

Stop barking at the moon a sec
So you can listen up,
Better start on runnin fast
I’m ‘bout to lay you up.

Cuz – you - see

Chorus: I love th