Cry for Cowboys
You look like troubadour trouble
You look like I need a double
You look like a helluva time
And late, late nights, my kinda game to play
Good thing I know better
Your heart is like leather
That ya can't break in, ain't worth chasing
Cuz you always ride away, so
I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
I know, I know there ain't no point
Wasting tears on Tecovas
Give it 6 months and then it's over
You'll go running around, got you figured out
You can saddle up, hate to let you down boy
But I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
Never said I wasn't tempted
But I've already attempted
To lasso a mustang, yeah that was a mistake
I never wanna make again
I know you'll be a leaver
So let's not go any deeper
Than a couple drinks in, a little whiskey bent
I don't need to know where your boots been, cuz
I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
I know, I know there ain't no point
Wasting tears on Tecovas
Give it 6 months and then it's over
You'll go running around, got you figured out
You can saddle up, hate to let you down boy
But I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
I'll kiss them, dance with them
Let them fall for the night
But it's never forever
I'm gone come closing time
I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
I know, I know there ain't no point
Wasting tears on Tecovas
Give it 6 months and then it's over
You'll go running around, got you figured out
You can saddle up, hate to let you down boy
But I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
You look like I need a double
You look like a helluva time
And late, late nights, my kinda game to play
Good thing I know better
Your heart is like leather
That ya can't break in, ain't worth chasing
Cuz you always ride away, so
I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
I know, I know there ain't no point
Wasting tears on Tecovas
Give it 6 months and then it's over
You'll go running around, got you figured out
You can saddle up, hate to let you down boy
But I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
Never said I wasn't tempted
But I've already attempted
To lasso a mustang, yeah that was a mistake
I never wanna make again
I know you'll be a leaver
So let's not go any deeper
Than a couple drinks in, a little whiskey bent
I don't need to know where your boots been, cuz
I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
I know, I know there ain't no point
Wasting tears on Tecovas
Give it 6 months and then it's over
You'll go running around, got you figured out
You can saddle up, hate to let you down boy
But I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
I'll kiss them, dance with them
Let them fall for the night
But it's never forever
I'm gone come closing time
I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
I know, I know there ain't no point
Wasting tears on Tecovas
Give it 6 months and then it's over
You'll go running around, got you figured out
You can saddle up, hate to let you down boy
But I don't, I don't cry for cowboys
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Writer(s): Chris Sligh, Jillian Steele, Mary Kutter
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