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• Artiste: Margo Price
• Titre: Paper Cowboy
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Well, you're nothin' but a paper cowboy Made out of glue and old news And all you bravado and your dirt-dealing ways That only gives us the blues You're always out talkin' a good game With your cronies, your clowns, and your dogs All of the things that you say you'll do Well, a million-to-one says you won't So lay down your guns They were never loaded anyhow With your high-dollar boots and your trash-talkin' mouth This town has no use for you now When everyone gets on to your tricks Where in the hell are you gonna go? Can't say you've got nothin' to prove Baby, when you've got nothin' to show 'Cause you're nothin' but a paper cowboy So fade away like a good cowboy should Give your pony the reins down on the plains And you can tell them you was misunderstood Lay down your guns They were never loaded anyhow With your high-dollar boots and your trash-talkin' mouth Oh, this town has no use for you now This town has no use for you now