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Cowboy going nowhere

I love big ranches, cows and am a boy Guess that makes me a cowboy I love women, whisky and wide open spaces Hanging inside smoky bars and betting on horse races All this i do to escape what i cant bare I am a cowboy going nowhere I love leather boots and checked shirts I am always in tight jeans and stetson hats As in consume large steaks and ribs As i compare women's **** and hips I cheat on my wife every chance that comes Swinging doors constantly between motels and night clubs Staying out all night coming home drunk All my money gone and stinking like a skunk Whether she leaves me or stays i don't care Am a cowboy going nowhere Sometimes i work, back breaking work Sometimes there is no work so i hang in my shack All day whisky, cigarettes and the sound of old Westerns Escaping reality watching John Wayne re-runs Just like the fake movie gun flares I am a cowboy going nowhere In my dreams am the cowboy that saves the day With a bag full of money to the sunset I ride away A better life waiting for me somewhere out west Where there is no trouble or a warrant for my arrest Dreams are valid, but mine are neither here nor there I am a cowboy going nowhere I cant figure out where everything went wrong My life is like a sad country song I am a man from another time living a lie But I will still do it my way till the day i die Am living between borrowed time and a prayer Am a cowboy going nowhere

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