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Cowboy (song)

From RammWiki
Song by Lindemann from the album Skills in Pills
GEMA database:15691523-001
Composer:Ulf Lundell
Lyricist:Peter Tägtgren
Till Lindemann
Abyss Studio, Pärlby
Producer:Peter Tägtgren
Mixed:Stefan Glaumann
Toytown Studios, Stockholm
Mastered:Svante Forsbäck
Chartmakers, Helsinki
Released:19 June 2015
Live debut:1 Dec 2018 (as Lindemann)
1 Jan 2022 (as Till Lindemann)
Last performed:17 Mar 2020 (as Lindemann)
4 Jan 2022 (as Till Lindemann)
Live count:28 (as Lindemann)
2 (as Till Lindemann)
Stream / Buy:
Skills in Pills tracklist
  1. Skills in Pills
  2. Ladyboy
  3. Fat
  4. Fish On
  5. Children of the Sun
  6. Home Sweet Home
  7. Cowboy
  8. Golden Shower
  9. Yukon
  10. Praise Abort
  11. That's My Heart

Cowboy is the seventh song on the album Skills in Pills by Lindemann.



Title Release Length Recorded Released Notes
Cowboy Skills in Pills 03:09 2013-2014 19.06.2015


Title Release Type Length Recorded Released
Cowboy Live in Moscow Audio 04:01 15 Mar 2020 #1
15 Mar 2020 #2
VTB Arena – Dynamo Central Stadium, Moscow 21 May 2021
Video 04:04


Album version

Since I was a kid I had this dream
I want to be a tough guy, wild and mean
Flying bullets, flying fists
Born to ride and to be kissed

Cowboy, cowboy he can ride
Any horse and any bride
Cowboy, cowboy comes to town
Beat you up and shoot you down

I wear my blue jeans very tight
Please the ladies every night
They put money in my hat
Makes the husbands so upset

Cowboy, cowboy he can ride
Any horse and any bride
Cowboy, cowboy comes to town
Beat you up and shoot you down

Cowboy, cowboy, never die
Feels no pain never cries
Cowboy, you get all the chicks
Big big horses and big dicks

Was never wild, never mean
Never joined the cowboy scene
I just ride my rocking chair
Hide my teeth in tupperware

Cowboy, cowboy, this is sad
Vomit in your cowboy hat
Cowboy, cowboy, this is fun
Lost the bullets, fuck your gun

Cowboy, cow-oh-boy, we die
Every night I have to cry
Cowboy, cowboy, what a prick
Drunken horse and shrunken dick