Staines Bill - A Cowboys Hard Times lyrics
rate meA COWBOY'S HARD TIMES<br />
Well, I once was a cowboy, and I used to run wild.<br />
And I rodeoed, wrangled, and rambled in style.<br />
But I'm too old for horses, too old for the show,<br />
And I'm too young for Heaven; now where shall I go?<br />
Where shall I go? Where shall I go?<br />
I'm too young for Heaven; now where shall I go?<br />
I had me a true love, and I made her my wife,<br />
And I swear that I loved her most all of my life,<br />
But the cold of the winter and the wind laid her low,<br />
And she's gone on before me, now where shall I go?<br />
Where shall I go? Where shall I go?<br />
She's gone on before me; now where shall I go?<br />
Well, I never was a drunkard, but this I can say:<br />
The taste of the whiskey gets better each day.<br />
The bartender scowls, "Mack, you're drinking too slow,<br />
And we close in ten minutes." Now where shall I go?<br />
Where shall I go? Where shall I go?<br />
They close in ten minutes; now where shall I go?<br />
So it's out on the street with the stars burning bright,<br />
With nothing but memories to share with the night.<br />
Oh, I once was a cowboy, and I used to run wild.<br />
And I rodeoed, wrangled, and rambled in style.<br />
Now I'm too old for horses, too old for the show,<br />
And I'm too young for Heaven; now where shall I go?<br />
Words and music by Bill Staines, copyright 1980 by Folk-Legacy<br />
Records Inc. Published in the book "If I Were A Word, Then I'd<br />
Be A Song."<br />
Filename[ HARDCOWB<br />
DC<br />
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