Words & Music by Ed Bruce. . The lashes that she bats. Above those big blue eyes are real. The nails she scratches my back with are hers. She's soft and warm all over.
This very night the train was right on time. Baby stepped aboard and left the both of us behind now. You've got to make your day and I've got to make my way.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks. Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.. .
Just as sure as there's gold in California. A jukebox in Tesas guitars down in Tennessee. Just as sure as a peach grows in Georgia. We gonna make it love's found you and me.
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Tonight I prayed I'll lay me down to sleep. And know I pray the lord my mind where keep. Or at least just let me die, before I wake. Cause my life is the only thing you didn't take.
Every night when I go to sleep. I just wait for you - don't need to count sheep. . Without a horse, without a gun. You rob my heart and away you run. Oh, you're the bandit - the bandit.
Did you ever say I'm lonesome and stop to wonder really what lonesome is. Lonesome is a little boy standing in a crowd a telephone ringing in an empty house.
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Take the last train to Clarksville and I'll meet you at the station. You can be there by four-thirty cause I've made you reservation. Don't be slow oh no no no I love you so.
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This is the last cowboy song the end of a hundred year waltz. Voices sound sad as they're singing along another piece of America's lost. . He rides a feed lot and clerks in a market on weekends selling tobacco and beer.
Suzane and I said out goodbye. Some time ago on a north Kentucky farm. I walked away from a steer one day. I return with the moon, and the stars. . Left her standing all alone.
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