Palm trees, square dancing under the moon
Sunsets, they ain't got nothing on you
And the purple in the sky ain't as pretty as your eyes
Tell me what I gotta do
When you're with me, it's better than Malibu

Let's skip the club, let's skip the crowd
I wanna take you on a date
I'll hold your hand, I'll hold the door
'Cause that's how I was raised

Yeah, all the other boys in town
All look and talk the same
But I got a different kind of heart
I'm a cowboy, a cowboy in L.A.
A cowboy in L.A.

Thunder, pickups and cheap gasoline
Lightning, best show that I've ever seen
And you get up every day, and you work hard for your pay
Happy in a pair of jeans
Oklahoma, it made a man out of me

Let's skip the club, let's skip the crowd
I wanna take you on a date
I'll hold your hand, I'll hold the door
'Cause that's how I was raised

Yeah, all the other boys in town
All look and talk the same
But I got a different kind of heart
I'm a cowboy, a cowboy in L.A.
A cowboy in L.A.

And we can take it slow
This ain't a rodeo
I can show you something new

Let's skip the club, let's skip the crowd
I wanna take you on a date
I'll hold your hand, I'll hold the door
'Cause that's how I was raised

And all the other girls in town
Won't look at you the same
'Cause I got a different kind of heart
I'm a cowboy, you got a cowboy in L.A.
A cowboy in L.A.

Palm trees, square dancing under the moon

Songwriters: Sasha Yatchenko / Paul Jason Klein / Henry Agincourt Allen

cowboy in LA lyrics © Mod Junkie, Duke City Music, Dumb Stuff, Susan Perb Publishing