Another Old Cowboy

She tried hard to be the woman
That I tried so hard to want
For a while I thought I did
She said it’s clear to her I don’t
Her good intentions were no match
For all the trouble I have known
So lift your glass and drink to chance
And play another hurting song

Chorus:
Here’s a quarter
Play Jim Ed Brown
Pop a top on another round
I want to lose myself
In the lonesome sound
Of another old cowboy
Going down

I can still work this barroom crowd
The way I worked the rodeo
I just swapped my best belt buckle
For half a bottle of Old Crow
And I’m going to sit here and drink
Until this whiskey is all gone
So lift your glass and drink to chance
And play another hurting song

Chorus:
Here’s a quarter
Play Jim Ed Brown
Pop a top on another round
I want to lose myself
In the lonesome sound
Of another old cowboy
Going down

Bridge:
Sometimes I miss the rodeo
I guess that how it always goes
These days I’m moving pretty slow
These days I’m feeling pretty low

Riding bulls and roping calves
That’s the life I used to lead
Till the hard falls and whiskey shots
Finally took their toll on me
Now I just sit at this table
In this old bar that I call home
And I lift my glass and drink to chance
And play another hurting song

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