Cowboy Mouth
Cowboy Mouth
Cowboy Mouth
Cowboy Mouth
Cowboy Mouth
Cowboy Mouth
Cowboy Mouth
Cowboy Mouth
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I've got the desert in my eyes
And the western skies on my mind
Everywhere I look
I see wide open country for miles
Out in the distance
A montain the size of the sun
Well I ain't drivin nowhere
I feel like a man on the run... (Git gone)
Well adobe and teardrops are all i'm leaving behind
I'm somewhere in Texas, I'm lost and I don't see the signs
In a barroom in New Mexico an old man sells me a gun
But I ain't shootin' no one
I feel like a man on the run (That's right)
I feel like a man on the run
Oh-oh-oh try and catch me!
Oh-oh-oh i've just gotta be free, free, free
Oh-oh-oh try and catch me!
From San Bernadino you can see the lights of LA
The closer they get the further they're slippin' away
I can almost feel the redemption forgiveness becomes
But I don't forgive anyone, I feel like a man on the run
I feel like a man on the run
... and i won't forgive anyone
... and i don't forgive anyone
... and i can't forgive anyone
... so i won't forgive you...
That's true