โหลดเพลง mp3 The Cowboy and the Poet (Faster Horses) - Bobby Bare

The Cowboy and the Poet (Faster Horses) - Bobby Bare
He was an old-time cowboy
Don't you understand his eyes were sharp
As razor blades his face was leather tan

His toes were pointed inward from a-hangin'
On a horse he was an old philosopher of 'cause

He was so thin I swear you could have used him
For a whip he had to drink a beer to keep his britches
On his hips I knew I had to ask him
About the mysteries of life he spit
Between his boots and he replied

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He smiled and all his teeth were covered
With tobacco stains he said
It don't do men no good to pray for peace and rain

Peace and rain is just a way to say prosperity

And buffalo chips is all it means to me

So I told him I was a poet

I was lookin' for the truth I do not care for horses

Whiskey women or the loot I said I was a writer
And my soul was all on fire he looked at me an' he said
You are a liar

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Well I was disillusioned

If I say the least I grabbed him by the collar

And I jerked him to his feet there was something cold
And shiny layin' by my head
So I started to believe the things he said

Well my poet days are over and I'm back to being me

As I enjoy the peace and comfort of reality

If my boy ever asks me what it is
That I have learned I think
That I will readily affirm

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