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I'm a cowboy some call me redneck, I'm a lover and a fighter, I try not to do no one wrong, I treat women like ladies, I drink whiskey and I get crazy, I still cry to sad country songs, I'm a sucker for the highway, all roads go my way, my mom she's probably wondering where I'm off thunderin to now, me and my old beatup truck, with a small piece of luck, I can show you what it means to be free, sometimes it gets so damn lonely, the emptiness it turns into fear, I'll find a lady tonight, to hold me tight, and tell me everything will turn out just fine. I don't care much for big cities, although women there sure are pretty, they've got Honky Tonks far and wide, give me small town city limits, where people know each other's business, I've got nothing to hide. my mom she's always preaching I need a wife in the kitchen, with kids running in and out of the door, I know I'm not ready for one woman steady, I'd leave her crying to go out with the boys, I don't know what it is inside me, that keeps me to drifting around. I've said time and again, I'm glad there's places I've never been, might be the reason I keep moving on. I'm just a cowboy some call me redneck, I'm a lover and a fighter, I still cry to sad country songs.

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I Still Cry To Sad Country Songs

I'm a cowboy some call me redneck, I'm a lover and a fighter, I try not to do no one wrong, I treat women like ladies, I drink whiskey and I get crazy, I still cry to sad country songs, I'm a sucker for the highway, all roads go my way, my mom she's probably wondering where I'm off thunderin to now, me and my old beatup truck, with a small piece of luck, I can show you what it means to be free, sometimes it gets so damn lonely, the emptiness it turns into fear, I'll find a lady tonight, to hold me tight, and tell me everything will turn out just fine. I don't care much for big cities, although women there sure are pretty, they've got Honky Tonks far and wide, give me small town city limits, where people know each other's business, I've got nothing to hide. my mom she's always preaching I need a wife in the kitchen, with kids running in and out of the door, I know I'm not ready for one woman steady, I'd leave her crying to go out with the boys, I don't know what it is inside me, that keeps me to drifting around. I've said time and again, I'm glad there's places I've never been, might be the reason I keep moving on. I'm just a cowboy some call me redneck, I'm a lover and a fighter, I still cry to sad country songs.