The Littestitious Businessman

[Verse] He’s got a tie on with his boots made of leather, Rollin’ in the dirt, but he keeps it together. Out in the country where the sky is wide, With a city slicker's soul and a cowboy's pride. [Verse 2] Monday through Friday, he runs the town, Weekend hits, he's huntin' coyotes down. A spreadsheet wizard, but he ain't no fool, Counts his cattle with a laptop, not old school. [Chorus] He ain't superstitious, but a littlestitious he is, Keeps a rabbit’s foot in his business briefcase, In a world of logic, he still finds a place, For a little luck in his big ol’ life race. [Verse 3] His ranch fence is strong, like his business deals, Butches a steer, then signs another seal. He swears by numbers, but won’t walk under a ladder, Reads the Wall Street Journal, but charms still matter. [Verse 4] Hands on the plow, fingers on the stock exchange, Morning meets spreadsheets, evening’s a range. He’s got a foot in both worlds, rock and dirt, Whether on Wall Street or out where the cattle herd. [Chorus] He ain't superstitious, but a littlestitious he says, Keeps a horseshoe nailed above his bed, Balancin’ profits and prayers in his head, For a little luck on the journey ahead.