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Riding on a prairie.
Galloping hard, chasin' down the sun.
Days are getting hotter.
Wanderin' along 'till we found a town.
Walkin' with a purpose.
Never back down, never miss a step.
Stranger lookin' his way.
Steppin' through the dirt, never leaves a trail.

Is he the one?
Is he for real?
The man with bullets who can cut through steel.
Travels the land on a golden horse.
Nowhere to be but he stays the course.
Lookin' for gold, lookin' for booze.
Typical cliche cowboy tale.
Searching for truth, searching for life.
He seeks these things to end his strife.

Lonely Cowboy, Yeah, Yeah.
Lonely Cowboy, Yeah, Yeah.
Lonely Cowboy, Yeah, Yeah.
Lonely Cowboy, Yeah, Yeah.

Winds are getting stronger.
Time rolls by like a tumbleweed.
Fairytale outlaw.
Built to kill and hang from the noose.
Seven shots of whiskey.
Downs 'em all and he's feeling loose.
Shooter in holster.
Know your place or you'll lay to waste.

Suddenly appeared.
From the shadows.
A rowdy hustler lookin' for a fight.
Cowboy turns and stares him down.
Sky burns bright and the air feels tight.
Another duel, another fool.
Should've thought twice, his life was nice.
Cowboy tells him mention my name.
My bloody past will change your mind.

Lonely Cowboy, Yeah, Yeah.
Lonely Cowboy, Yeah, Yeah.
Lonely Cowboy, Yeah, Yeah.
Lonely Cowboy, Yeah, Yeah.

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