Unglued

Well they always told me stay away from a cowboys son
He'll pick a guitar for a living and he's always on the run
When that black smoke finally clears, and he's running out of time
He'll take that old black train and move a little further down the line

Charming like the devil, tells you what you wanna hear
Like the whiskey whispering those sweet nothings in your ear
All the right things to think the feelings here to stay
But the buzz leaves in the morning, a hangover in it's place
And you'll say ooh I've come unglued

Oooh people love to say I told you so
But you think there's only one way you can really know

Bet he drives an old bronco and disappears just like the wind
Has you wondering why his kiss tastes sweeter than sin
He's late to church on Sunday with no hint to where he's been
Slips in the back and before it's over, slips right out again
And you'll say ooh, I've come unglued

Oooh people love to say I told you so
But you think there's only one way you can really know
Oh people love to tell you where to go
Oh they say stubborn it says I'll find the path on my own

Well I bet they never told you about that cowboy's little girl
That same guitar makes my living, and the frets are laced with pearl
When that black smoke finally clears, and that boys all out of time
I'll take that old black train and move a little further down the line
And he'll say oooh I've come unglued