 With a calico hoard on my goose hair, I shout, y'all ain't making a deal. Do what likes is rare. A guzzlin' cheek that makes me free. Grab my six-gun and tell it on my business. You're a funky, funky cowboy. He's a funky cowboy. So much like a juicy steer. Funky, funky. You're a funky, funky cowboy. He's a funky cowboy.