When Cowboys Didnt Dance — текст песни (Lonestar)

(richie mcdonald/kyle green)



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 of a broken wheel

The only thing to look forward to was a campfire and a meal

Asleep beneath an open sky with just the stars above their heads

A saddle for a pillow and some sagebrush for a bed

Waking up tomorrow was merely down by chance

Back when the west was wild and cowboys didnt dance



When cowboys didnt dance

Didnt wear designer shirts

When their hearts were filled with memories

Their bodies filled with hurt

They would sit around the campfire and exchange a piercing glance

Back when the west was really wild and cowboys didnt dance



More coffee from an old tin cup, more sweat upon the brow

Another day of chasing that same old lonely cow

With every new horizon began a brand new day

Thirteen hundred miles to go as they slowly made their way

Across the plains of texas and through the colorado snow

Final destination, blackfoot, idaho



When cowboys didnt dance

Didnt wear designer shirts

When their hearts were filled with memories

Their bodies filled with hurt

They would sit around the campfire and exchange a piercing glance

Back when the west was really wild and cowboys didnt dance



When cowboys didnt dance

Didnt wear designer shirts

When their hearts were filled with memories

Their bodies filled with hurt

They would sit around the campfire and exchange a piercing glance

Back when the west was really wild and cowboys didnt dance



Seven hundred head of cattle on an old forgotten trail

Five cowboys and one old man in another day of hell