My Heros Have Always Been Cowboys

I grew up dreaming of being a cowboy

And loving the cowboy ways.

Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes

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I burned up my childhood days.

I learned all the rules of a modern day drifter

Don`t you hold on to nothing too long

Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them

With the words of a sad country song.

My heroes have always been cowboys

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And they still are it seems

Sadly in search of and one step in back of

Themselves and their slow moving dreams.

Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery

From being alone too long.

You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare

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Knowing well that your best days are gone

Picking up hookers instead of my pen

I let the words of my youth fade away.

Old worn out saddles and old worm out memories

With no one and no place to stay.