The Cowboy That Never Rode Away

(albüm: Lost My Brothers Goat - 2020)

We both know I'm leaving in the morning
But holding you tonight, it's hard to say
And I can see the tears in your eyes asking
"What would it take to make you stay?"

Well if these streets were paved in bubbles
And horseshoes were made of gold
And fences felt like freedom
And saddles were made of stone
If this town felt more like Denver, a rodeo every day
Well, maybe I'd be the cowboy that never rode away

This loneliness will break you more than losing
Shed more tears than highways on my home
And I'd give anything if things were different
But we both know it's who I am

But if these streets were paved in bubbles
And horseshoes were made of gold
And fences felt like freedom
And saddles were made of stone
If this town felt more like Cheyenne, a rodeo every day
Maybe I'd be the cowboy that never rode away

And if these streets were paved in bubbles
And horseshoes were made of gold
And fences felt like freedom
And saddles were made of stone
If this town felt more like Fort Worth, a rodeo every day
Maybe I'd be the cowboy that never rode away
Maybe I'd be the cowboy that never rode away