Of man's progress I don't give a hoot And man's estrangements Of nature's arrangements Has given cause for my heartbreak To boot
The simple life though Filled with strife And struggle with the land Still remained its simple self And that I understand
So city smog and dog eat dog For some may hold sublime Well as for me If I had my way I'd had lived Some other time
Praise the prairie And pass the cake I'd like to eat it too But being born now was my mistake I've passed the buckaroo
I'd say You're right No chance Why fight? Why be A cowboy star
(But) Hump back brahmas Lovely cow mamas Saw dust floor saloons Dance hall queens Romanced in my dreams So why pop my baloon?
No chance Why fight? Still in my own right I'd be A cowboy star
Dreams of my life Are so carried away If just in my dreams I could Be for one day Just for one day
Lost in my dreams I'll be riding away like a cowboy star
Stage set: Sundown, In my last Showdown I'll be....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
