It was too cold to stay in the north
And LA seemed the most likely place I could be
Those Malibu nights and those Hollywood lights
Were blinding me
I longed for a lover to help me discover
The key that would unlock love's door
While diving the reefs
Lord, she changed my beliefs
As we made love on the ocean's floor
And she whispered

Divers do it deeper
Jockeys do it shorter
Bricklayers always make it just a little bit stronger (stronger)
Sailors do it wetter
Soldiers do it better
But cowboys stay in the saddle just a little bit longer

I moved from LA for a good job with pay
Riding range for the Double Bar Jay
Till the rodeo came and I put in my name
For the bull riding contest that day
The judges were watching
But they never noticed
The girl standing close to my chute
She'd picked me to win
I could tell by her grin
As she reached out and platted my boot
And she said

Divers do it deeper
Pilots do it higher
Bricklayers always make it just a little bit stronger (stronger)
Doctors do it cleaner
Bikers do it meaner
Cowboys stay in the saddle just a little bit longer

Divers do it deeper
Jockeys do it shorter
Bricklayers always make it just a little bit stronger (stronger)
Sailors do it wetter
Soldiers do it better
But cowboys stay in the saddle just a little bit longer

Hey, ma!

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Writer(s): DAVID ALLAN COE