Lyrics:
the desert stars
With a dream in my eye and a prayer in my heart
I should've been a cowboy
I should've learned to rope and ride
Wearin' my six-shooter,
Take me out of this prison
Back to the clear blue sky
Take me back to the part where this cowboy's heart
Want's to live till I die
Take me back
Seven hundred head of cattle on an old forgotten trail
Six cowboys and one old man in another day of hell
Chuckwagon lagging behind from the strain
Campfires burnin' like stars
It's a song about all the things
We live and what we are.
Dancin' cowboys, singin' horses
Gypsy music, ringin' voices
the desert stars
With a dream in my eye and a prayer in my heart
I should've been a cowboy
I should've learned to rope and ride
Wearin' my six-shooter,
Christmas for cowboys, wide open plains
A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night
The stars overhead are Christmas tree lights
The wind sings a hymn
It's Christmas for cowboys, wide open plains.
A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night,
The stars overhead are Christmas tree lights.
now
You'd be ashes in a campfire
Water under a bridge
A trail of dust behind me
You'd never find me again
If I was a cowboy
I wouldn't miss
are nearly done.
Oh! how I long for the prairies
Where the cattle and mustangs run.
Take me out there where the cowboys
Sing in the campfire's
In a cloud of dust cross Texas, south of San Antone
The lawman and the cowboy pushed their horses on
Racin' toward the Rio running out of time
Seven hundred head of cattle on an old forgotten trail
Six cowboys and one old man in another day of hell
Chuckwagon lagging behind from the strain
wasn't in it
He just stole a kiss as he rode away
He never hung his hat up
At Kitty's place
Come on, sing it (woo)
I should've been a cowboy
I
the
Cowboys singing the campfires gleam
Let me rest down in Texas the
Land of my boyhood dream
In the corner of dark bar room
Sat an ole' cowboy singin' western tunes
Singin' songs he learned as a child
All about the West back when it was wild
at the talkbox in mute
Frustration
At the station
There hides the cowboy
His campfire flickering
On the landscape
That nothing grows on
But time still
home I got no wife but I'll be a doggone cowboy all of my life
The hot dry wind may blow and you'll see me in the rain and snow
With just an old
A campfire some coffee from a tin cup in my hand
Sure warms the fingers when it's cold
A-playing an old guitar a friend I understand
Sure smoothes
a young girl's heart
Just like Gene and Roy
Singing those campfire songs
Whoa, I shoulda been a cowboy
I mighta had a sidekick with a funny name
and IQ and that's what makes the cowboy sing the blues
Cowboys have to fall in love get hurt and all that bit
Let their hearts hang out so they can write
I can't mend
This West Texas cowboy is wrest less again
Campfire light dancin' on the smiles of some good friends
Wearin' the hard times in
Christmas for cowboys wide-open
plains.
A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night, the stars overhead are
Christmas tree lights.
The wind sings a hymn
through
That's what cowboys do
I knew that I was in for one hell of a ride
As I drew a bull so cruel they call him Satan's Pride
And the odds
I am just a cowboy, lonesome on the trail
A starry night, a campfire light
The coyote call and the howling wind wail
So I ride out to the old
They were carved from the canyons
And raised on the plains
Made for stampedes and Cowtown saloons
They choked on the trail dust
Slept out in
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