I walked into a bar one night called 'Sidewinders' in Ottawa Ontario Canada They were having an electric bull riding contest and a woman won a trophy. I asked the waitress for a pen and the song was born. It got a lot of attention from www.topix.com
The Raceway Tavern is where I was performing in the week-ends.
I'm the king of the Ottawa city cowboys
I ride the electric bull
My horse is parked a metered stall
And thrives on Texaco fuel
I play my guitar my harp beat my drum
Even moan you a sad country song
And I sing for all the ladies
At the Raceway Tavern Saloon
All day I work for the man on the hill
In a three piece suit and a tie
But tonite I'm going to change all of this
Climb into my Chevy and ride
I've mastered all the new country dicso techniques
In a way that you've never seen
By day I work by night I play
In my sexy skin tight blue jeans
I toast y'all concrete city cowboys
The hard workin beer drinkin kind
May the landlord give you a credit
For what you drink here you do leave behind
And to all you gals at the bar stools
Don't pay that ol cowboy no mind
For when a cowboy is sad it's not half as bad
He'll do a computer game one more time
Chorus; End
Paul Henry Dallaire
Paul Henry Pub.
SOCAN
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All must take a pose in life - good luck