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(Waylon Jennings)

I grew up of bein' a cowboy,
Lovin' the ways.
Pursuin' the of my high-ridin' heroes,
I up my childhood days.
I learned all the of the modern-day drifter,
you hold on to nothin' too long.
Just take what you need from the ladies, then them,
With the of a sad country song.
My heroes always been cowboys.
And still are, it seems.
Sadly, in search of, but one in back of,
and their slow-movin' dreams.

Cowboys are special their own brand of misery,
From alone too long.
You could die the cold in the arms of a nightmare,
well your best days are gone.
Pickin' up hookers of my pen,
I let the words of my years away.
Old worn-out saddles, an worn-out memories,
With no one and no to stay.

My heroes have been cowboys.
And still are, it seems.
Sadly, in search of, but one step in of,
and their slow-movin' dreams.