“He built a life on going it alone—and it’s getting harder to pretend it’s enough.”
Lyrics
Sherry ran off with her doctor
Jeana’s spell with me was brief
Claire asked for truth and I mocked her
Now I’m the one missing the teeth
Their tears have all dried in my desert of pride
What’s so bad about living alone?
The whiskey forgave me - still I’m thinking, maybe
I’ve been a cowboy too long
Every word reeked of broken bravado
Are we happy? Now, I guess that depends
High noon - I reach for my motto
You can never have too few friends
All their faces fade when I pull down the shade
What’s so bad about dying alone?
Like a boneyard cactus - the cold hard fact is
I’ve been a cowboy too long
My big mouth blazing - toothless and brazen
My weakness was proving I’m strong
Just an ole’ rooster crowing - two deuces showing
I’ve been a cowboy too long
Now my alibi is older than the chip on my shoulder
And there’s nobody left to prove wrong
And I search for excuses - the plain ugly truth is
I’ve been a cowboy too long
My big mouth blazing - toothless and brazen
My weakness was proving I’m strong
Just an ole’ rooster crowing - two deuces showing
I’ve been a cowboy too long
I’ve been a cowboy too long