Buckaroos and Buccaneers

Don't call me a cowboy

It's a misnomer

A poor appellation for

Politicians and Diplomats who

Shoot from the hip

Say what they mean

Stand their ground and

Pledge allegiance

Don't call me a cowboy

unless you understand

It has nothing to do

With singing a song

Kissing a horse

Selflessly saving the day

This ain't the 1950's and

Gene Autry never

Shot a man for snoring too loud

Don't call be a cowboy

It's an insult to the Vaquero

Ugly Americanized into buckaroo

Romanticized from Home On The Range to

Ballads by Thin Lizzy

Don't call me a goddam cowboy

Unless you want to be spitting teeth

Wyatt Earp was no Cowboy

Although he killed a few

Criminal Cowboy smuggler

Sonsabitches who wore the name

Like street punks call themselves gangstas

Don't trust a man who calls himself a cowboy

Those records have been expunged

Mostly forgotten through

Television spectacles and

The myth of John Wayne

The code of the west is a bullet in the back

While holding Aces and Eights

He'll take your boots and leave you to drown

In the desert sea

With a single bullet to end your misery

Don't refer to me as a cowboy

Unless your intent is to impugn

Cuz cowboy ain't cool

Call me Maverick, buckaroo, or Hopalong

Cuz most of these cowboys are pirates in disguise