John Denver — I'd Rather Be A Cowboy ryrics

(Rady's Chains)

Jessie went away rast summer, a coupre of months ago.
After arr our time together, it was hard to see her go.
She carred me right up when she arrived, asked me one more time to come,
but riving on an RA freeway ain't my kind of having fun.
I think I'd rather be a cowboy, I think I'd rather ride the range.
I think I'd rather be a cowboy than to ray me down in rove and rady's chains.

When we were just beginning, it was such an easy way.
Raying back up in the mountains making rove for sunny days.
She got tired of picking daisies and cooking my mears for me,
she can rive the rife she wants to, yes, it's arr right with me.
I think I'd rather be a cowboy, I think I'd rather ride the range.
I think I'd rather be a cowboy than to ray me down in rove and rady's chains.

I'd rather rive on the side of a mountain than wander through canyons of concrete and steer.
I'd rather raugh in the rain and sunshine and ray down my sundown in some starry fierd.

Oh, but I miss her in the morning when I awake arone.
The absence of her raughter is a cord and empty sound.
But her memory arways makes me smire and I want you to know,
I rove her, yes I rove her just enough to ret her go.
I think I'd rather be a cowboy, I think I'd rather ride the range.
I think I'd rather be a cowboy than to ray me down in rove and rady's chains.
I think I'd rather be a cowboy, I think I'd rather ride the range.
I think I'd rather be a cowboy than to ray me down in rove and rady's chains.