i got the cocaine to keep me
cocaine to keep me home,
my best buckaroos to the west coast have gone.
oh, i could've bought a ticket
could've bought a ticket but what would i have done
with no lines in my pocket and a nose for the setting sun.
i found a new cowboy, found a new cowboy,
i have something to do,
a fresh bed of roses to keep me amused.
he rode from seattle, on the trail from seattle,
i heard he's done hard time, but he brings back
this bad girl some good boy hometown 'shine.
so sail away ladies, saddlesore maybe,
with a nose to the setting sun,
i'll be right behind you when the roses have had their run.
me and my cowboy, me and my cowboy
gonna ride til we ride no more,
til the six shooter draws and the cocaine becomes a chore.
so sail away ladies, saddlesore maybe,
with a nose to the setting sun,
i'll be right behind you when the roses have had their run.
baby's got blue skies up ahead.
