When it feels like nothing else matters Will you put your arms around me? And does your love prefer the others? When it's all just dust to dust When it's all just nothing else That means nothing to me Does my love prefer the others Or does my love just

That's were I'm from Cowboy town Dirt, Mud, and Dust Bibles and Beer Outlaws, Barb Wire, Saddles, and Steers Its a simple life, Oh its sacred ground. Hard times, High winds can't bring us down In cowboy town, yeah cowboy town We wear our boots to dinner

Last of a dyin' breed Oh, feel the breeze, I've been around playin' and gamblin' but lord I'm free An open highway's all I'll ever need I hear that highway callin'! Saddle up baby, ride up close to me Last of the dyin' breed Got a pocket full of memories

I gave my blood and I gave my soul I stood my ground and I took control The legend's growing as the story's told Yeah, I'm satisfied Yeah, until the day I die I pledge allegiance to the state, of rock and roll I know that heaven's gonna wait Looking back

Fascinating rhythm, Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm That pit-a-pats through my brain; So darn persistent, The day isn't distant When it'll drive me insane. Comes in the morning Without any warning, And hangs around me all day.

Honey, what you done to your head Honey, what's the words that I said You see me crying Don't let it get you down I'm back to the lost and found Say you're a ladies man So hard to understand Please say you'll stick around And I got to be your lover, honey

I'm no house of cards, house of cards Just to fall I act so bulletproof But you take me down You take me down Gave all I got to you Now I'm standing my ground Standing my ground Not caving into you, not caving into you

Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight

Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues. Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, Lord, I had them old walkin' blues. Leavin' this morning, I had to go ride

But I'm finally standing upright on the ground To find my mind's still fairly sound But I know I've said the same about them all We've received our education In the cities of the nation, me and Paul After takin' several readings I'm surprised I guess