it’s all the same
only the names will change
everyday
it seems we’re wasting away
another place
where the faces are so cold
i’d drive all night
just to get back home
i’m a cowboy,
on a steel horse i ride
i’m wanted dead or alive
wanted dead or alive
sometimes i sleep
sometimes it’s not for days
and the people i meet
always go their separate ways
sometimes you tell the day
by the bottle that you drink
and times when you’re all
alone all you do is think
i’m a cowboy,
on a steel horse i ride
i’m wanted dead or alive
wanted dead or alive