It's been a long, dark, dirty road But a pocket full of gold And I've been out here now All on my own Well it's real quiet here Just the way I like it here There's no one to bother me Except Well, in 1955, born into Wadena's pride I laid my head on that Milligan creek bed When I was a young man I helped build this land Oh I, put down these rails as a CPR man Thought I'd live forever With my heart in my pocket Oh, my gun by my side And my feelings in a locket Well, that was a cold year in '77 But I married my wife We had 2 kids I gave her a daughter She gave me a son And oh, we rode those damn horses until we had none Fists still like flyin' Doing things for dyin' Oh, I should have put that old gun away But I, I am a broken cowboy And I don't feel right no more 'Cause I am a broken cowboy Livin' life in the fast lane Racing cars and robbing trains I thought I had it all Then one day I got the call A father's worst dream My son went down and I The colors deceive me As I see grey Oh, you're cutting me down with those Cold words you're saying Then you called me brother But this can't be so cause you Slander my name anywhere the wind will blow, oh But I, I am a broken cowboy And I don't feel right no more 'Cause I am a broken cowboy Yes, I am a broken cowboy It's been a long dark dirty road But a pocket full of gold And I've been out here now All on my own Well it's real quiet here Just the way I like it here There's no one to bother me Except that old taunting treeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
