Universal Cowboy
By: The Paperbags
Duration
4:44
Genres
Description
I wanted to write a song for my young son. And I wanted to make it a bit "western" as it's my natural association with adventures. I hope you don't mind the track is homemade, but that's all we have at the moment.
Lyrics
Tonight there's whiskey in my blood My blue eyed boy, don't walk away If you wanna know what drains your dad the time is today and today wont last another day. Tomorrow will come, I'll send you to school I'll tell you what's good and what is bad You've got to work hard, obey the rules and believe in God cause that's what does your dad But when I start to preach, don't listen to me Steal my horse Be who you wanna be When time arrives don't listen to me steal my horse Be who you wanna be When you marry a girl you choose for live Beauty will pass, so make sure she's tough Hell only knows where you two arrive the road is rough and love often just ain't enough I've been writing them down since you were born My guides, through glass seem a pile of crap (So) before I get blind again - be warned they lead to a trap. But I do know of a better map When time arrives don't listen to me steal my horse Be who you wanna be And dare not say that I'm the best I raised you up Screwed almost all the rest The setting sun can lead you to the banks of Missisipi with cotton bales you'll sail to New Orleans on Mardi Gras you'll find true love in the arms of Queen Maria if you pick a card she'll tell you what it means If you ask me tomorow I will deny I know any roads to distant lands I'll worn you how birds got wings to fly that they traded their hands. I'm burried knee deep within the sands Brew nightshade, sulphur, honey if you wish to find Tortuga Tobacco store is run there by Ol'Jack He rolls cigars from treasure maps to smoke them not to sell'em Unless it's for an oath you wont come back When time arrives don't listen to me steal my horse Be who you wanna be And dare not say that I'm the best I raised you up Screwed almost all the rest When time arrives don't listen to me steal my horse Be who you wanna be The ghost town of Macondo lies beyond the gates of Eden all rotten wood and dreams turned into plants please pay there my respects to the last of Aurelianos before he is consumed by his ants.
