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  • My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys -Waylon Jennings
    I grew up a dreaming of being a cowboy
    Loving the cowboy ways
    Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes
    I burned up my childhood days
    I learned all the rules of the modern day drifter
    Don't you hold on to nothing 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 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 your best days are gone
    Picking up hookers instead of my pen
    I let the words of my years fade away
    Old worn out saddles an 'old worn out memories
    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 moving dreams
  • [00:00.171]My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys -Waylon Jennings
    [00:07.320]I grew up a dreaming of being a cowboy
    [00:13.949]Loving the cowboy ways
    [00:20.139]Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes
    [00:26.419]I burned up my childhood days
    [00:32.619]I learned all the rules of the modern day drifter
    [00:38.669]Don't you hold on to nothing too long
    [00:45.299]Just take what you need from the ladies then leave them
    [00:51.759]With the words of a sad country song
    [00:57.927]My heroes have always been cowboys
    [01:05.356]And they still are it seems
    [01:10.406]Sadly in search of but one step in back of
    [01:16.706]Themselves and their slow moving dreams
    [01:26.545]Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery
    [01:32.654]From being alone too long
    [01:38.594]You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare
    [01:45.203]Knowing well your best days are gone
    [01:52.151]Picking up hookers instead of my pen
    [01:57.739]I let the words of my years fade away
    [02:04.748]Old worn out saddles an 'old worn out memories
    [02:11.117]No one and no place to stay
    [02:17.106]My heroes have always been cowboys
    [02:24.726]And they still are it seems
    [02:29.806]Sadly in search of but one step in back of
    [02:36.286]Themselves and their slow moving dreams