Urban Cowboy
Seeing people and places
Remindi me of the many joys
That I have left behind
Sunlight and starlight
Have quickly passed by
Memories of times
That have made me cry
Yes I have looked into the eyes of heaven
Looking down upon me from way on high
Searching for a promise
Which has never draw nigh
For I am a cowboy
In a city of false gold
Crying amongst bodys
That have truely have grown cold
Riding on a horse named lonliness
Dreaming of an oasis
Able to quech my thirst
Where I see there is none
Copyright © Chris Broyles | Year Posted 2006
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