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(Waylon Jennings)

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

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

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