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Tom T Hall is forty now and so is Bobby Bare
Willie Nelson's gettin' grey and Faron Young don't care
But the young ones keep on coming on the old
Are there any more real cowboys
Left out in these hills?
Will the fire hit the iron
One more time?
And will one more dusty pick-up
Coming
Are there any more real cowboys
Left out in these hills?
Will the fire hit the iron
One more time?
And will one more dusty pick-up
Coming
There's a great American hero, we all look up to
When the times are hard and the chips are down
He knows just what to do
Now a cowboy's got a set
for it all down at the grand Ole Opry
You can go walkin' through the Hall of Fame
And one by one, remember the names
Willie Nelson, Jimmy Rodgers,
the gold guitars and fiddles hanging on the wall
And then he said "Step over this way
There are some of your friends I know you'll want to see
They're
and the baby cries
Hearts get shot by cupid’s arrow
The road to heaven is straight and narrow
Long as there’s sawdust on that old dancefloor
And love still hides
and grass from Willie Nelson (Why you undercover)
Let?s split the profits man
I'm a gambler like Kenny Rodgers
My t-shirt says The Devil went down
were shot down by the National Guard troops 
Just like Uncle Sam I put on my fighting shoes 
School shot down cause there's no more to lose 
Now we're
a superstar
Always keeps a smile on my face

I can choose any boy
A skater, punk, or cowboy
Maybe one with seven charms

Could be from
The 310 Paris,
Anything is better than breakin my back
So many headaches, now I'm askin for Aspirine and more pills
Damn, more bills
There's gotta be a brighter day,
worn all over the world
By real cowboy, women's and pearls
He even made one for me he jokingly called "the old friend"

Bridge:
Well when old friends
“These days, they wanna be criminals more than they wanna commit a crime"
"That’s that’s not just crime, that’s the way of the world"

There's
think that niggas is tired-a grabbin' shit out the stores
And next time it’s a riot there’s gonna be bloodshed for real
I don’t think America can know
a ounce, more dope for the homies
I'm a rap Willie Nelson and Monster Kody

These raps is the end
I don't fuck with Kony, sliding in a Benz, no top up
never tell we were cowboys; we were real lookin' hippies by heck. With long hair, bare feet, old t-shirts, and beads around our necks. And shoot we just
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
to smithereens
And if I fall you know they didn't pimp me
Cause the banana clip will be empty
You say: Willie, clean up your act
And maybe you can sell more
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
know for sure
If England is a garden
We ought to have more manure.
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Suffering and dismay.

There are bad times just around
Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys and the car and the home
But her friends were really his friens
No one stops by to see her much any
up n coming mcs struggle to be heard
boy.... the next jailbird ??
*censored*s talk murder and they live by there word
shotters keep the money going
up n coming mcs struggle to be heard
boy.... the next jailbird ??
*censored*s talk murder and they live by there word
shotters keep the money going
there
Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bone Billy, they'll be coming up for air
We're gonna play some pool, skip some school
Act real cool, stay out all night,
there
Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bone Billy, they'll be coming up for air
We're gonna play some pool, skip some school
Act real cool, stay out all night,