I'm an Icelandic cowboy On my Icelandic pony I travel around in the west I know all the ways around Snæfellsnes 'Cause that's where my baby stays I've been to the east, and I've been to the west I've been to the north and the south Once I met there an old polar bear But I found out he had a big mouth That's why I'm singing for you, forgotten cowboys Forgotten cowboys of the world Come to Iceland, 'cause it's a nice land You can shake the shepherd's hand And if you come to Iceland, you can join the local band