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• Artiste: Dead South (The)
• Titre: Broken Cowboy
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It's been a long dark dirty road And pocket full of gold And I've been out here now All on my own Well it's real quiet here Just the way I like it here There's no one to bother me Except... In 1955, born into Wadena's pride I laid my head on that Milligan creek bed When I was a young man I helped build these lands I laid down these rails as a CPR man Thought I'd live forever With my heart in my pocket My gun by my side And my feelings in a locket Well, that was a cold year in 77 But I married my wife We had 2 kids I gave her a daughter She gave me a son And we rode those damn horses til we had none Fists still like flyin' Doing things for dyin' Oh I should have put that old gun away Well I, I am a broken Cowboy And I don't feel right no more Cause I am a broken Cowboy Livin' life in the fast lane Racing cars and robbing trains I thought I had it all Then one day I got the call A father's worst dream My son went down and I The colours deceive me As I see grey Oh you're cutting me down with those Cold words you're saying Then you called me brother But this can't be so cause you Slander my name anywhere the wind will blow Well I am a broken cowboy And I don't feel right no more Cause I am a broken cowboy Well I am a broken cowboy And I don't feel right no more Cause I am a broken cowboy It's been a long dark dirty road But a pocket full of gold And I've been out here now All on my own Well it's real quiet here Just the way I like it here There's no one to bother me Except that old taunting tree