COWBOY
Written by Lauren Laverne, Marie du Santiago
Sung by Lauren Laverne
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I woke up in cowboy boots, Not mine and I don't know whose. So I throw wide my arm, To check I am alone. Oh how will I get home this morning? And a voice says don't you see? These boots were meant to be, Worn by you alone. Cowgirl's future will be hard, It's written in her scars. And pills control her health, She can't repsect herself. At least it makes her interesting. Oh Cowgirl don't you see? These boots were meant for me, For me and me alone. Cowboy ask me if it's hard to, Live as something that I'm not, I fix him in his eye, A clown-like smile reply. Why cowboy that's my job. And cowboy doesnt see, These boots were made for me, For me to wear alone. The only good cowboy might be a, Dead cowboy, But I am a cowboy I am the cowboy I'll always be a cowboy This herd graze the City mile, They're all the same But we like their style. And when they fall to sleep, They're careful not to be, Their real selves in their dreams. Oh cowboy you should be, So careful that you keep, Your spurs sharper than me. |
