[Upbeat country x Americana x folk x blues, steelpan drums, tribal drums, tropical and latin feel/fusion]
[Verse 1]
Boots by the door, flip-flops on,
Cowboy traded prairies for the ocean song.
White sand, margarita in his hand,
Still tips his hat like a true ranch man.
[Chorus]
He’s a cowboy in paradise, living it right,
Clear blue waters and the stars at night.
Sunglasses on, but the truth’s still that,
You can take his boots, not his cowboy hat.
[Verse 2]
Palm trees swayin’, steel drums play,
Two-steppin’ barefoot at the end of the day.
From Texas plains to the island tide,
That Lone Star spirit never leaves his side.
[Bridge]
Yeah, he fits just fine in the tropic sun,
Little bit of country where the waves still run.
[Chorus (repeat, big finish)]
He’s a cowboy in paradise, living it right,
Clear blue waters and the stars at night.
Sunglasses on, but the truth’s still that,
You can take his boots, not his cowboy hat.