My Heroes Have Alway's Been Cowboy's

Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: B

My Heroes Have always been cowboys

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I grew up a-dreamin'

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Of being a cowboy

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And lovin' the cowboy way.

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Persuin' the lives

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Of my high-riding heroes

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Burned up my childhood days.

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I learned all the rules of

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A modern-day drifter:

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Don't ya hold on to nothin' for to long.

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Just take what you need

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From the ladies and leave them

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With the words of a sad country song.



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My Heroes have always been cowboys,

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And they still are it seems.

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Sadly in search of

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And one step in back of

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Themselves and their slow moving dreams.

Cowboys are special,
With their own brand of mis'ry
From being alone for too long.
Lyin' in the cold
In the arms of a nightmare
Knowing well that your best days are done.
Pickin' up hookers
Instead of my pen
I let the words of my youth slip away.
And old broke down saddles
And old worn out mem'ries
With no one, and no place to stay.