Makin' a way for city dudes,

International cowgirls and school marm prudes.

railroads plow the Pecos, streamlight in the night,

keepin' the armadillo out of sight.

When the sun sets on the plain.

Japanese Buddhists ride bareback.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

keeps the cows in a pack.

Ain't no outlaws in no street duels,

just settlers drankin' wine out by swimmin' pools.

The sons of warm guns aren't bound to be found,

'cept beneath tombstones -- underground.

Totally nude girls in the saddle,

Headless chickens on the range,

Injuns wearin' love beads,

and actin' kinda strange.

All paved roads lead to the West,

bringin' in the new,

movin' out the rest.

Senoritas in the cantinas with no place to go.

They're wearin' black veils and calico.

Rememberin' the way wranglin' men were.

Ty-yi-yippie-ty-yeah!

Singin,' "the only real cowboys

are in Australia these days."