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I grew up a-dreamin' of a cowboy,
And lovin' the ways.
Pursuin' the of my high-ridin' heroes,
I burned up my days.

I all the rules of a modern-day drifter,
Don't you hold on to too long.
Just take what you need the ladies, then leave them,
the words of a sad country song.

My heroes have been cowboys.
And they are, it seems.
Sadly, in of, but one step in back of,
Themselves and their dreams.

are special with their own brand of misery,
From alone too long.
You could die the cold, in the arms of a nightmare,
Knowin' well that best days are gone.

up hookers instead of my pen,
I let the words of my fade away.
Old saddles, and old worn-out memories,
But no one and no to stay.

My heroes always been cowboys.
And they are, it seems.
Sadly, in search of, and one in back of,
and their slow-movin' dreams.
Sadly, in search of, and one step in of,
Themselves and slow-movin' dreams.