Confederate Railroad Cowboy Cadillac Lyrics

Cowboy Cadillac Lyrics

Well Deke's got a Ford, Hank's got a Chevy

Booger's got a beat-up
Dodge

Well they fight like the devil over which one's better

Fridays at
the Moose Head Lodge

Just a friendly chatter 'cause it really don't
matter

When it comes to the model or make

Now they're all the same no
matter what name's

Underneath the mud on the ol'
tailgate



CHORUS

It's a cowboy cadillac, mud grips, gun
rack

Factory four-on-the-floor

Quarter tank of gas and a spare in the
back

Lord who could ever ask for more

Sitting up high as the world goes
by

Kicking-up dust in your tracks

It's a matter of pride as a matter of
fact to

Them folks that ride in them cowboy cadillacs



Now Bobby
Jean Cordell dreams 'bout wedding bells

Ringing in her life one day

And
a fine young man armed with a wedding band

Stealing her heart away

But
when the "I Do's" done and the songs are sung

And she finally gets to kiss
the groom

It ain't a white limousine in her wildest dreams

Hauling her
away on a honeymoon



REPEAT CHORUS



Now a lot of my friends are
folks like them

I feel I know them well enough to say

They've got a
parking space at the pearly gates

When they run out of road some
day

Now I hesitate to speculate

About the workings of those heavenly
things

But when they meet the Lord for the just reward

I bet instead of
a pair of angel wings

They get a cowboy cadillac...



REPEAT
CHORUS