Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
Cowboy Junkies
It's the kind of night that's so cold
When you spit, it freezes before it hits the ground
And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar
If he's out tonight, he must be truly down
And I'm searching all the windows for a last-minute present
To prove to you what I said was real
For something small and frail and plastic, baby
'Cause cheap is how I feel
Half moon in the sky tonight
Bright enough to come up with an answer
To the question why is it that every time I see you
My love grows a little stronger
But your memory leaves my stomach churning
Feeling like a lie about to be revealed
But I'll hoard all this to myself
'Cause cheap is how I feel
It's not the smell in here that gets to me, it's the lights
I hate the shadows that they cast
And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
I'll always drag with me from my past
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight to fall into
And maybe strike a deal
Your body for my soul, fair swap
'Cause cheap is how I feel
’Cause Cheap Is How I Feel was written by Michael Timmins.
’Cause Cheap Is How I Feel was produced by Michael Timmins & Peter Moore.
Cowboy Junkies released ’Cause Cheap Is How I Feel on Thu Feb 22 1990.