Yeah, he's a hard one
A never changing wrangler's son
Sleeps in his Red Wings
Loves you like you're everything
Worth slowing down for
Until his eyes are on the door
Yeah, he's the stubborn kind
Yeah, but so am I

I'm gonna sit here, sip my Maker's straight
Watch out the window while he rides away
I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed
Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase, ooh

Oh, I'm a strong pour
If you love me, then I'll love you more
And if you're out wandering
Then I ain't gonna rope you in
His eyes were begging me to follow him, to put up a fight
Girl, hold your horses, don't let 'em see you cry

I'm gonna sit here, sip my Maker's straight
Watch out the window while he rides away
I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed
Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase

I'm okay if he's thinking 'bout going
I wouldn't want him anyway

I'm gonna sit here
Watch as he's leaving
I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed
Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase, ooh