Misc Originals – Dave Robinson - Cowboys For Life (Guitar)

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She said I don't want your cowboys hangin' 'round here any more

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Don't want them on the porch or near the front door

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Tell them to pack it up and leave this town today

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Boy you've got to give all your memories away

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So I broke the news gently, I said boys you got to go

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Said I gotta grow up, can't play with ya's any more

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It's time for me to be a man, it's time to try and understand

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I won't be playing cowboys, cowboys any more

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Say goodbye to the howlin' coyotes in the night

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No more ridin' across the open plains

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No more bustin wild broncs or whisky dog fights

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Can't be a cowboy?  Then life just won't be right

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So they packed up all their gear and left me on my own

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All this peace and quiet sure makes for a home sweet home

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But at times I look out the window and let my dreams overcome

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Will I ever be a cowboy, a cowboy again?

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Say goodbye to the howlin' coyotes in the night

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No more ridin' across the open plains

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No more bustin wild broncs or whisky dog fights

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Can't be a cowboy?  Then life just won't be right

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Then one day my sons came to me and pulled me by my sleeve

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Hey dad we think there's something out here you gotta see

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Well there's cowboys on the front porch and out on the lawn

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Guess they'd been dreamin about cowboys all along

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Can't you hear the coyotes howling in the night

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Come on let's ride across those open plains

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Let's bust some wild broncs and have some whisky dog fights

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Guess I'll be a cowboy for the rest of my life