I grew up dreaming of being a cowboy
And loving the cowboy way
Pursuing the life of my high-riding heroes
Burned up my childhood days
I learned all the words of the modern day drifter
Don′t you hold on to nothing too long
Just take what you need from the ladies
And leave them the words of a sad country song
My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly in search of one step in back of themselves
And a slow moving dream
Cowboys are special for all brand of misery
For being alone too long
You can die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare
Knowing well your best days are gone
Picking up the hickories instead of my pen
I make the words of my youth fade away
An old worn out saddle and old worn out memories
With no one and no place to stay
My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly in search of one step in back of themselves
And a slow moving dream
Sadly in search of one step in back of themselves
And a slow moving dream
Writer(s): Sharon Vaughn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
