Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Gary Stewart
Sitting up here in this New York townhouse
Decorated in grays and blues and everybody knows
Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose
When that old wild streak beneath my skin
Sets my crazy spree again
They'll all say I told you so
Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose
'Cause I still like to drink my beer
And I still love a honky tonk
Where the good ole girls will always dance with you
When the high falootin' women won't
And I'm locked into a way of life
I can't give it up, I know it makes me sad
Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose
It makes me sad
Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose
Sometimes falling makes more sense
Than sitting in the middle of the same old fence
You're gonna loose either way you go
And love won't grow for a cactus and a rose
So I'm sitting up here in this New York townhouse
Decorated in grays and blues and everybody knows
Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose
'Cause I still like to drink my beer
And I still love a honky tonk
Where the good ole girls will always dance with you
When the high falootin' women won't
And I'm locked into a way of life
I can't give it up, I know it makes me sad
Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose
It makes me sad
Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose