C. W. McCall - The Cowboy Lyrkit'te

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The Cowboy

The Cowboy

(albüm: C. W. McCall & Co. - 1979)

The cowboy will never get married to you, girl
It's the fighting that he just can't bear
But when there's women and whisky and beer-drinking brawls
The cowboy will always be there

He'll sing you sad songs, girl, 'cause that's all he knows
And soon you'll be listening to
Solutions to problems you don't even have
As he unloads his wisdoms on you

He'll have you believing he's one-of-a-kind
And that his kind knows what livin's for
He's a dreamer by nature, a liar, and soon
He'll have you believing he's more

He'll say he's a loner, to cover the truth
Some sympathy might see him through
Just a hand on his shoulder and a bottle of that booze
Then all he'll be needing is you

He'll drink all your whisky, to clear out his head
Of the drinking he's already known
And with a little persuasion, he'll lie in your bed
And when you wake up, you're alone

Now you're feeling sorry, and the cowboy is gone
He just a-has ta be a-moving along
But honey when you get lonesome, turn your radio on
And the cowboy will sing you a song

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