Cowboy - Farm Version

I can't get rid of doubt
Why the drinks make us talk so loud
Coffee in a wedding gown
Why I feel better with five of me around

My soul lives in my throat
Wine and riddles make me start to choke
I'll make a note
How to act in my Sunday clothes

In a room
Full of air
Waiting for
Nothing there
Decline
Mutineer
Put your hat back on, cowboy

Turn the faucet
Drink it in
Blurry vision as I start to spin
But in the mirror there's a little grin
As if right now the world was listening

I'm a bad loser
And a worse winner
But I keep on cruising
And getting limber

In a room
Full of air
Waiting for
Nothing there
Decline
Mutineer
Put your hat back on, cowboy



Credits
Writer(s): Aviv Goldgeier
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