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  • I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy
    And Lovin' the cowboy ways
    Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes
    I burned up my childhood days
    I learned of all the rules of the modern-day drifter
    Don't you hold on to nothin' too long
    Just take what you need from the ladies then 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 but one step in back of
    Themselves and their slow-movin' 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 nightman
    Knowin' well that your best days are gone

    Pickin' up hookers instead of my pen
    I let the words of my years fade away
    Old worn-out saddles and 'old worn-out memories
    With no one and no place to stay
    My heroes have always been cowboys
    And they still are it seems
    Sadly in search of but one step in back of
    Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams

    Sadly in search of but one step in back of
    Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams
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    [00:07.680]I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy
    [00:14.250]And Lovin' the cowboy ways
    [00:20.310]Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes
    [00:26.940]I burned up my childhood days
    [00:32.650]I learned of all the rules of the modern-day drifter
    [00:38.480]Don't you hold on to nothin' too long
    [00:45.670]Just take what you need from the ladies then leave them
    [00:53.250]With the words of a sad country song
    [00:58.130]My heroes have always been cowboys
    [01:05.860]And they still are it seems
    [01:10.980]Sadly in search of but one step in back of
    [01:16.740]Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams
    [01:21.360]
    [01:27.730]Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery
    [01:32.830]From being alone too long
    [01:39.270]You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightman
    [01:45.260]Knowin' well that your best days are gone
    [01:50.590]
    [01:52.090]Pickin' up hookers instead of my pen
    [01:57.410]I let the words of my years fade away
    [02:03.870]Old worn-out saddles and 'old worn-out memories
    [02:09.690]With no one and no place to stay
    [02:16.380]My heroes have always been cowboys
    [02:23.280]And they still are it seems
    [02:28.030]Sadly in search of but one step in back of
    [02:33.560]Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams
    [02:38.310]
    [02:39.870]Sadly in search of but one step in back of
    [02:46.250]Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams