Lyrics

?My Little Cowboy Gene?
Copyright 2002 Jim R. Cave

Well his Momma left me all alone with him, and I don?t know what to do.
She went to the store with a friend a?hers, be gone for an hour or two.
He?s a little ol baby and I?m his Dad, but we never really been alone,
She always takes care a?that baby stuff, . .sure hope she hurries home.


CHORUS:
Little Gene, he?s my little cowboy, and I?m a little cowboy?s Dad,
Me and Gene, always sing this song whenever he?s a?lookin sad,
Ride em cowboy, move em out, he?s my little teapot short and stout,
Hush little cowboy, don?t you cry, it?s a giddyup Daddy lullaby, I sing,
For little Gene, . . . . . .My little cowboy Gene.


All of a sudden his head popped up, and his eyes were open wide,
When he didn?t see his Momma standin there, you?d a?thought somebody died.
Hate to see him so upset, maybe little Gene?s little diaper?s wet,
Worse?n I thought, what lies within, . . What?s his Momma been feedin him?


(Repeat CHORUS)


Circle the wagons and hold your nose, looks like a job for the garden hose,
Spray him down and swing him dry, runnin naked through the yard now ?he?s not shy?, . . .
Out in the backyard along the fence, the day the dogs ran away, ain?t seen em since, . .
Where I buried that diaper, nothing ever grew, . . but a man?s gotta do what a man?s gotta do. . .


(Repeat CHORUS)


Powdered him up like a Texas Rose, when Momma got home she?d a?never known,
About our little backyard ro-de-o, . . except for the spot where the grass won?t grow, . .


(Repeat CHORUS) add & end with: Gene, . . . . . My little cowboy Gene.