Carrossel

I know this kind of cowboy
But it looks like he doesn't know who we are
Clean boots, no respect
That's no way to rope a bull
Wants to show they're a real farmer
Grabs me by the neck and draws me in for a kiss

Clean boots, no respect
That's no way to rope a bull
Wants to show they're a real farmer
Grabs me by the neck and draws me in for a kiss
That's what I should have done

You can't even tame a carousel horse
You won't have a taste of my honey
You're not worthy of your hat
Those who are raised in the country are not born to be trophies
You won't have a taste of my honey
You're not worthy of your hat
Clean boots - no respect
That's no way to rope a bull
Wants to show they're a real farmer
Grabs me by the neck and draws me in for a kiss

I know this kind of cowboy
But it looks like he doesn't know who we are
Clean boots, no respect
That's no way to rope a bull
Wants to show they're a real farmer
Grabs me by the neck and draws me in for a kiss

Clean boots, no respect
That's no way to rope a bull
Wants to show they're a real farmer
Grabs me by the neck and draws me in for a kiss
That's what I should have done

You can't even tame a carousel horse
You won't have a taste of my honey
You're not worthy of your hat
Those who are raised in the country are not born to be trophies
You won't have a taste of my honey
You're not worthy of your hat
Clean boots, no respect
That's no way to rope a bull
Wants to show they're a real farmer
Grabs me by the neck and draws me in for a kiss