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The Lonely Cowboy

The Lonely Cowboy I think I'll pack it in & buy a pickup head out to L.A. A seed that I planted in this pile of debris has suddenly blown away Borrowed pews to sing the blues while wearing blue suede shoes We we look out on the range to see what needs to be done The lonely cowboy goes undercover in a world full of feathers A storm outside was brewing do you all know what your doing His horse has discovered an exit stage left Took a shovel out to lift up the cows chips Looking outside he whistles a delightful tune He sheds a single tear to help numb the pain Outside in the rain while the coyotes would howl The lonely cowboy would so often look to the horizon The distant desert was barren next to the range A whole host of buzzards would fly overhead what a scene He's a drifter alone with no folks to help by any means He lost his family in the great flood what a nervous regime Could there be any hope for a dude hanging on a string Suddenly the heavens explode to let freedom ring Softly & delicately the cowboy sings a voice of rash circumstance He prepares for the great dance that's right in front of him Having a lone stray dog that he received as a young pup The cowboy chooses to fade out of the scene

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