Western wear is a category of men's and women's clothing which derives its unique style from the clothes worn in the 19th-century American West. It ranges from accurate historical reproductions of pioneer, mountain man, Civil War, cowboy and vaquero clothing to the stylized garments popularized by singing cowboys such as Gene Autry and Roy Rogers in the 1940s and '50s. Western wear can be very informal, with a t-shirt and blue jeans forming a basic ensemble, or it may consist of tailored formal garments with western accents. At minimum, western wear generally incorporates a cowboy hat, a leather belt, and cowboy boots.
In the early days of the Old West it was the bowler hat rather than the slouch hat, centercrease (derived from the army regulation Hardee hat), or sombrero that was the most popular among cowboys as it was less likely to blow out off in the wind. By the 1870s, however, the Stetson had become the most popular cowboy hat due to its use by the Union Cavalry as an alternative to the regulation blue kepi.
Frontier town,
home of the western hero
Frontier justice,
dealt with the iron hand
He wore a long coat to the ground
He wore big boots that made a sound
He wore a six gun on his hip
But now he doesn't carry it
Sure enough,
he was a western hero
On the deck,
sighting an old Jap zero
And on the shores at Normandy
He fought for you,
he fought for me
Across the land and on the sea
But now he's just a memory
And in the distance,
the rocket's red glare
The bombs burst in the air
This time
we're never going back
Through the years
he changed somehow
He's different now
He's different now
Open fire,
here comes the western hero
Standing there,
big money in his hand
Sure enough,
he was a western hero,
Look back now, reflect the past
Blind conqueror practice
Years of mass fever
Still breathing denial
Weighing the words of lethal leaders
Can you walk by the bell tower
See black and pace back?
Shield your children in their time of need?
Washing their feet while calling halt to your breed
Pour down all your lack of mercy by giving them freedom in a cage
Hoist the flags of the past, stay in lead to face the gauntlet
Counting hours
Waiting for growing out
Now free to think
Far from false reason
Turning domes to serving blossom
Divine divide