I was walking down Broadway
Tony Llama boots and a Stetson hat
Proud to be a country boy
Just then a messenger called me
He said, "You gotta get the rhythm of the islands
You′ve got to get into Reggae Cowboy
Shuffle them boots on the street
His message hit me like a brick man
First I laughed, then I cried
Somewhere between Jamaica and Nashville
I realized, I'd live my life
These days I sit in my garden
Soft refrains on a steel guitar
Beautiful rhythms on the trade winds
Blowing in to a Florida farm
They tell me get into Reggae Cowboy
Shuffle them boots on the street
You′ve got to get into Reggae Cowboy