《A Cowboy Like Me》是Chris Ledoux演唱的歌曲，收錄於專輯《Old Cowboy Heroes》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：A Cowboy Like Me
- 所屬專輯：Old Cowboy Heroes
- 歌曲原唱：Chris Ledoux
- 發行日期：2006年12月5日
歌曲歌詞
Just barely eighteen
When the Great War was through
Ridin' and fighin' was all that I knew
Hard life and death was all that I seen
Ridin' hell bend for leather
In search of a dream
I rode drag on a heard up the old Chisum trail
Straight through Oklahoma to Dodge City's jail
My hard dusty wages played out way too soon
On whisky and Keno at the Long Branch Saloon
All I have left is my stories to tell
Heavens too far and I'm plumb scared of hell
Nobody wants this pain and misery
But there still are some who think
They could be a cowboy like me
I spent one lonely winter in an old line shack
With beans in my belly rain on my back
A ration of coffee and a mountain of snow
With cattle to attend to at forty below
And it's back for the round up in April or May
You round up the calf's boys
And you cut out the strays
And you might touch a woman
Before the long summer ends
Then it's back to the line shack
And do it all again
All I have left is my stories to tell
Heavens too far and I'm plumb scared of hell
Nobody wants this pain and misery
But there still are some
Who think they could be a cowboy like me
I've given some bad guys a hard way to go
I busted my bones in them old time rodeos
I might have stretched truth Lord
But I've never lied
Can't you tell I'm a cowboy
By the scars on my side
But I rode with Cole Younger
And New Jesse James
Me and old Wyatt use to
Ride on the range
And men all said sir to my Colt 45
And I was with Hitchcock the night
That he died
All I have left is my stories to tell
Heavens too far
And I'm plumb scared of hell
Nobody wants this pain and misery
But there still are some
Who think they could be a cowboy like me
Nobody wants this pain and misery
But there still are some
Who think they could be a cowboy like me
I've given some bad guys a hard way to go
I busted my bones in them old time rodeos
I might have stretched truth Lord
But I've never lied
Can't you tell I'm a cowboy
By the scars on my side
But I rode with Cole Younger
And New Jesse James
Me and old Wyatt use to
Ride on the range
And men all said sir to my Colt 45
And I was with Hitchcock the night
That he died
All I have left is my stories to tell
Heavens too far
And I'm plumb scared of hell
Nobody wants this pain and misery
But there still are some
Who think they could be a cowboy like me
