I Want To Be A Cowboy's Sweetheart I Want To Ride O'er The Plains And Deserts I Want To Learn To Rope And Ride The Life I Love The Best I Want To Hear The Coyotes Howling While The Sun Sets In The West Out West Of The Great Divide I Want To Be A Cowboy's Sweetheart I Want To Ride Old Paint, Goin' On A Run I Want To Feel The Wind In My Face A Thousand Miles From All The City Lights Go At A Cowhand's Pace I Want To Pillow My Head Near The Sleeping Herd While The Moon Shines Down From Above That's The Life I Love I Want To Strum My Guitar, Yodel-lay-ee-oo