Saturday, September 04, 2010

COWPOKE BLUES



HE MADE IT ALL THE WAY TO SWITZERLAND...
SHAKIN' IN OUR BOOTS WE NOW STAND...
I WANNA KISS HIS FACE AND TOUCH HIS HAIR...
HE MET SOME SPANISH BOY...THEY MADE LOVE ON THE BEACH BUT I DON'T CARE...

YAY...HE'S COME BACK HOME...
I BEEN SO SCARED I BEEN SO ALONE...
YAY...HE'S COME BACK HOME...
EUROPA'S COLD AND GREY...I'M SO SOFT AND WARM...
YAY...HE'S COME BACK HOME...

WE'RE GONNA GO DOWNTOWN...WE'RE GONNA SING AND DANCE...
WE'LL WEAR OUR SEQUIN CHAPS AND TIGHT-ASS PANTS...
WE CAN BUY A FARM AND RAISE A PIG...
EVERY EVENIN' ON THE PORCH...WITH THE SUN SITTING LOW WE'LL SHARE A CIG...

YAY...HE'S COME BACK HOME...
I BEEN SO SCARED I BEEN SO ALONE...
YAY...HE'S COME BACK HOME...
EUROPA'S COLD AND GREY...I'M SO SOFT AND WARM...
YAY...HE'S COME BACK HOME...

NOW I'M LOSIN' TEARS OUT OF MY EYES...
I FEEL HIM STEP SO SOFT AT SUNRISE...
HE'S GOT HIS BOOTS AND HIS DADDY'S DIME...
I WON'T BE SO SOFT...I WON'T BE SO WARM IN A YEAR'S TIME...

PLEASE...STAY HERE AT HOME...
I'LL BE SO SCARED I'LL BE SO ALONE...
PLEASE...STAY HERE AT HOME...
IF I CAN'T KISS YOUR FACE...I'LL KISS MY COLD GREY GUN...
PLEASE...STAY HERE AT HOME...

1 comment:

  1. i still think its strange even for us but . . . yes

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