Cowboy Free

Bumper to bumper 5 o'clock traffic again All I can see is a line of cars with no end Sometimes it seems like I'm living my life on this freeway In a straight jacket world without any leeway I wouldn't mind if I never saw this city again I want to be cowboy free Like riding on the open range I want to be cowboy free Back with people where I come from Give me a rope and a saddle and a wide open sky And a young mustang who was born to fly I want to be cowboy free Riding off into the sun Got an artificial boss making all these artificial demands And if I can't do it he says he'll find somebody who can I always feel like a fish out of water Like a blue ribbon steer being led to the slaughter Gotta find my way back home to who I really am