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I was leaning on the bar, a glass half empty. Washing down the dust, when she brushed up against me.
She was soft, she was pretty, everything that I'm not. She said "You lonesome." I said "Yeah, I get that a lot."
And she I was a cowboy, I was born headed west.
She I was a cowboy when we met.
I had mud on my boots, my hat stained sweat.
lines on my face, and of regret.
My belt buckle still caught her eye, the only thing I got thats still got a shine.
Yeah she knew I was a cowboy, a long at best.
But she I was a cowboy when we met.
Had her mind made up, both hands on the wheel, her bags in the of that old Oldsmobile.
Left her tears on the pocket of my pearl buttoned shirt, I I loved her, but I don't think she heard.
But she knew I was a cowboy, not what she needed I guess. But she I was a cowboy when we met.
Yeah she I was a cowboy, when she left