My Heroes Have Always Been
Cowboys

I grew up a dreamin' of bein' a cowboy
Lovin' the cowboy ways
Pursuin' the life of my high ridin' heroes
I burned up my childhood days
I learned all the rules of the modern day drifter
Don't you hold onto nothin' too long
Just take what you need from the ladies
Then leave them the words of a sad country
song

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

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

My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly in search of, but one step in back of
Themselves and their slow movin' dreams
Another Day
Another Buck
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