Gene Watson - Cowboys Don't Get Lucky All the Time lyrics

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(Dallas Harms)

He met her in a honky tonk singing country songs that he wrote

She sat at a table listening to his music and drinking coke

Well, he sat down beside her, said, honey, what's your name

She said, "I like your music, sir, but foolin' 'round is certainally not my game."

When the small talk was over yhe cowboy drank his beer and took her home

Lust on his mind in a bedroom he had her all alone

And when the night was over the cowboy shook his head

'Cause she slept on the sofa and the cowboy slept alone on his bed.

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She still sees the cowboy on the country shows and sometimes on T.V.

He phones her up and talks to her long distance from wherever he might be

He'll ask her how she's doin', she'll reply by sayin', "Oh, just fine."

And the moral of this story is vowboys don't get lucky all the time.

And the moral of this story is cowboys don't get lucky all the time...