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I'm looking like a lobster wearing flipflops and a stetson
Guess that's why they call it fishing instead of catching
Cause I ain't had a single bite all day
But I caught a buzz and ain't no limit to tangeray
Ain't quite sure how I wound up way down here
It's a long haul to ropes and sails from roping steers
Ain't gonna worry about that, just gonna have some fun
Got a be one fish down there dumber than I am drunk
It ain't that far from Waco to Galviston
I'm what you get when you mix a Prairie dog with an old beach bum
Cow chips, BS, and ships ahoy
I'm a saltwater cowboy
There's a Tiki party down the beach about a mile or two
Where they're singing with Jimmy and toasting to Chris LeDoux
And if it weren't for Captain Morgan steering this ship
I might untie that rope and back her on up outta this
It ain't that far from Waco to Galviston
I'm what you get when you mix a Prairie dog with an old beach bum
Cow chips, BS, and ships ahoy
I'm a saltwater cowboy
If this bottle goes overboard, you'd better wish me luck
Cause I'm afraid of sharks but I'm terrified of sobering up
It ain't that far from Waco to Galviston
I'm what you get when you mix a Prairie dog with an old beach bum
Cow chips, BS, and ships ahoy
I'm a saltwater cowboy
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