Spaced Cowgirl Lyrics - John Wesley Harding

Well you can dance on tv with your diamonds on 

Sing in tune for a world that is going for a song 

Get the steps all right but the words go wrong 

And you can wake up in the morning with sweaty hands 

Turn the radio on to the right waveband 

Think about today and the one that you planned 

Under the desperate gaze of the whole wide world 

You turned into a spaced cowgirl 

Spaced cowgirl 

Lock up the medicine chest 

This wild wild woman is way out west 

Spaced cowgirl 

Lock up the reins and the spurs 

None of you cowboys are true to her 

Well, you can be a good lover, hammer nails into hearts 

And you can be a big loser when the real horror starts 

You can blow hot and cold on the sacred graph 

You had a good evening but you don't know where 

All you recall is a fall guy with an up for sale stare 

Fell down by the bed and not to say your prayers 

Under the watchful eye.... 

Sometimes I listen to you, it's the whiskey talking 

Sometimes I watch you move and it's the whiskey walking 

Sometimes I sit and think of the things that might have been 

Well, your eyes never open, when you sleep they don't close 

And it rained so hard and your a delicate rose 

Then it got so cold that your feelings froze 

No, I still don't believe in all your second sight 

The automatic pilot flies your eyes tonight 

Smile at the bird, we'll get you home alright 

(alright) 

Under the watchful eye... 

Spaced cowgirl 

Lock up the medicine chest 

There's no frontier left way out west 

Spaced cowgirl 

Wasn't she the first to say 

I can't remember my lines today....