Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
In the late great golden state
It's getting hard to negotiate
When you're one slip from a grim fate
In the late great golden state
In the late great golden state
I don't do much but I'm always late
Now I ain't old, I'm just out of date
In the late great golden state
I caught one last glimpse of the palomino
When I drove out west to see the purple sage
Then as the, the canyons burned and the, the mountains crumbled
The last cowboy band left the stage
Now I ain't old, I'm just out of date
In the late great golden state
I caught one last glimpse of the palomino
When I drove out west to see the purple sage
Then as the, the canyons burned and the, the mountains crumbled
The last cowboy band left the stage
Yeah, the late great golden state
Is a nice place for a clean slate
But leave your expectations at the gate
Of the late great golden state
'Cause they can pack you up and send you home in a crate
Stamped the late great golden state
Yeah, it's the late great golden state