Текст (слова) песни: David Alan Coe - Young Dallas Cowboy
By David Allan Coe
Well, I`ve hiked through the sage brush, I ran up some rail I slept on the bench in a few county jails And they laugh as they knocked all the wind from my sail When I was a young Dallas Cowboy
I`ve tried hard to tackle the problems at hand I`ve kicked a few habits, and I`ve marched to the band I tried hard to follow the lady of the land When I was a young Dallas Cowboy
I`ve made a few passes that weren`t incomplete I stumbled through yards on my way to the street Running from beds where I did more than sleep When I was a young Dallas Cowboy
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Well, he tackled the bottle and he fumbled the ball And he`d touchdown in alleys along where he`d fall Just wait for his son to make up for it all When I was a young Dallas Cowboy
When I was a baby, he broke up the team Divorcing my Mama to live with a dream He had back in college when he was still green And I was a young Dallas Cowboy
Now the footballs I held did not fit in my hand Got me a guitar and I`ve got me a band So don`t put me down when I`m taking my stand Be proud of this young Dallas Cowboy Yeah I`m proud I`m a young Dallas Cowboy Be proud of those young Dallas Cowboys
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