Real Thing Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

His boots are old and tattered 

His Stetson has seen it's better days 

His hands are rough and calloused 

And what's left of his hair is turning gray 

He ain't as tall and handsome 

As cowboys up on the movie screen or in a magazine 

He ain't no coke a cola cowboy 

He's the real thing 

He rides across the Prairie 

Out where the wild wind blows 

And he still works his cattle 

Just like a hundred years ago 

Sittin' tall in the saddle 

Lord, he feels just like a king 

Mm, he ain't no Coca Cola cowboy 

He's the real thing 

There's a woman that loves him 

And she knows what real love's all about 

She's cooked his meals, washed his clothes 

And raised the kids and learned to go without 

And if she could do it over 

Heavens knows she wouldn't change a thing, not a sing thing 

Her her knight in shining armor and she loves him 

'Cause he's the real thing 

He rides across the Prairie 

Out where the wild wind blows 

And he still works his cattle 

Just like a hundred years ago 

Sittin' tall in the saddle 

Lord, he feels just like a king 

Mm, he ain't no Coca Cola cowboy 

He's the real thing 

Naw he ain't no rhinestone cowboy 

He's the real thing