Stuck in Oklahoma
Sure don't feel like home
It's just a little too cold up here
Talks about Arizona and how he had to roam as he finishes off his beer

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And just about the closest thing to a cowboy's town he's seen
This town has seen too much of him
Leather scattered on the floor
Little pieces of the dream
He sews 'em together as the sky goes dim

He sits a horse when he can
In the morning ridin' pens
Aches and pains they get hard to stand
Gets home and he builds a fire
To thе table, he retirеs
To see the work he does with his hands

[Chorus]
And just about the closest thing to a cowboy's town he's seen
This town has seen too much of him
Leather scattered on the floor
Little pieces of the dream
He sews 'em together as the sky goes dim

Roll up a cigarette
Here's a life with no regrets
Pull of whiskey one at a time
Here's a living the dream or less
Thanks to the IRS
Bastards ain't no friend of mine

[Chorus]
Just about the closest thing to a cowboy's town he's seen
This town has seen too much of him
Leather scattered on the floor
Little pieces of the dream
He sews 'em together as the sky goes dim
He sews 'em together as the sky goes dim