It’s all the same, only the names have changed,
Every day it seems we’re wasting away,
Another place, where the faces I saw cold,
I’d drive all night, Just to get back home.
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride,
I’m wanted, dead or alive,
Wanted, dead or alive.
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it’s not for days,
And people I meet always go their separate ways.
Sometimes you tell the day, by the bottle that you drink.
And sometimes when you’re alone, all you do is think.
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride,
I’m wanted, dead or alive,
Wanted, dead or alive.
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride,
I’m wanted, dead or alive,
Wanted, dead or alive.
I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back,
I play for keeps, ‘cause I might not make it back.
I been everywhere, still I’m standing tall,
I’ve seen a million faces, and I’ve rocked them all.
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride,
I’m wanted, dead or alive,
I’m a cowboy, I got the night on my side,
I’m wanted, dead or alive,
Wanted, dead or alive.
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