Brainchild Lyrics - Now I'm A Cowboy - Auteurs

Some of the things a cowboy do 

To make you howl out at the moon and blush 

I think you better look around 

There's a genius in every town 

Keep your ear down to the grown 

No mothers son will ever forget it 

Brainchild, you stole away my life for a while 

Stole away my life 

Stole away my time 

Stole away, you're a thief with style 

Your unfaithful servant's calling you 

In and out of your blind spot out of view 

I think you're better turn a leaf 

The poet is the only thief 

What Patti says Patti does 

No mothers son will let you forget it brainchild 

Style, meticulous and gaunt 

Style, articulate 

Style, preoccupation