Here in the real world But here in the real world It's not that easy at all 'Cause when hearts get broken It's real tears that fall And darlin' it's sad but true But the one thing I've learned from you Is how the boy don't always get the girl Cowboys

Here in the real world But here in the real world It's not that easy at all 'Cause when hearts get broken It's real tears that fall And darlin' it's sad but true But the one thing I've learned from you Is how the boy don't always get the girl Cowboys

I stand and I wait in line And I wait in line With a heavy head And this bottle of wine As they steal my time But I've learned to hold my own And I watch I can't shake this feeling

Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was Down by the river on a Friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women Never had a plan just a livin' for

Sometimes I can't believe it I'm movin' past the feeling I'm movin' past the feeling again Meant nothin' at all We're still screamin' In the suburbs I I learned to drive And you told me we'd never survive Grab your mother's keys we're leavin'

I've not learned how to draw What if you die with all of the cameras? Take something and then make it brand new Try and do anything fourteen times Love yourself like someone you love, one you love Don’t take any of my advice Write a letter to your future

I should've been a cowboy I should've learned to rope and ride Stealin' the young girls' hearts Just like Gene and Roy Singin' those campfire songs Woah, I should've been a cowboy Wearin' my six-shooter, ridin' my pony on a cattle drive I bet you've

I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that Quiet when I'm coming home and I'm on my own Don't you know I'm no good for you? I've learned to lose you, can't afford to Tore my shirt to stop you bleedin' But nothin' ever stops you leavin' Don't

I always heard that his herb was top shelf Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself. Well don't knock it till you've tried it. And I've tried it my friend. I'll never smoke Weed with willie again! Now we learned a hard lesson in a small Texas

Memories of loved ones are passing me by Oceans of sand and rust Give way and yield my wake Tired and lost No one to trust Who is there to give the push All I have learned Straighten the curve Like a circle to return