My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys

I grew up dreaming of being a cowboy

Loving the cowboy ways

I burned up my childhood days

I learned all the rules of the modern day drifter

Don’t you hold onto nothing too long

Just take what you need from the ladies

Then leave them the words of a sad country song

My heroes have always been cowboys

And they still are it seems

Sadly in search of  but one step in back of

Themselves and their slow moving dreams

From being alone too long

You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare

Knowing well your best days are gone

Picking up hookers instead of my pen

I let the words of my years fade away

Old worn out saddles old worn out

Memories with no one and no place to stay