I’m just a cowboy down on aisle three

You’re all at the checkouts looking at me

I’m just a cowboy down on aisle three

You’re all at the checkouts looking at me

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s doing up his boots

And fixing his hat

Tin of beans in his holster

He's not paying for that

He’s in the fridge section

And he's looking for tea

Chilled salmon’s too expensive

So it’s frozen red meat

Everyone is staring and he’s crying on the floor

And his wife just left him as she said out thе door

‘I’m a social butterfly but you’re a moth with mates

And wе’ll never be compatible so how does that taste? ’

I’m just a cowboy down on aisle three

You’re all at the checkouts looking at me

I’m just a cowboy down on aisle three

You’re all at the checkouts looking at me

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s winking at the nans, blowing kisses at the mums

He wants somebody rich with unlimited funds

His horse is getting screamed at whilst it’s parked outside

People try and get past but it’s over the lines

I’m just a cowboy down on aisle three

You’re all at the checkouts looking at me

I’m just a cowboy down on aisle three

You’re all at the checkouts looking at me

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck

He’s just a cowboy checking out down on his luck