MY HEROES HAVE ALWAYS BEEN COWBOYS

I grew up a dreaming of being a cowboy and loving the cowboy ways Persuing the life of my high riding heroes I burned up my childhood days I learned all the rules of a modern day drifter Don't you hold on to nothing too long Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them with the words of a sad country song My heroes have always been cowboys And they still are it seems Sadly in search of and one step in back of Themselves and their slow moving dreams Cowboys are special With their own brand of misery From being alone too long You could die from the cold In the arms of a nightmare Knowing well that your best days are gone Picking up hookers instead of my pen I let the words of my youth fade away Old worn out saddles And old worn out memories But no one and no place to stay My heroes have always been cowboys And they still are it seems Sadly in search of and one step in back of Themselves and their slow moving dreams Sadly in search of and one step in back of Themselves and their slow moving dreams