Whys that old jukebox keep playin That sad country song all night long So pour me a lone star Tonight Ill be drinkin alone, all alone She said wed never part...she never broke my heart Chorus And there aint a cow in Texas And Wheaties aint for breakfast Late at night shell never cross my mind There aint no rose of San Antone And I can make it on my own These cant be tears in my eyes Cause cowboys dont cry Whys that old radio playin That same country song as I drive along Guess by now she knows that she Was the one who was wrong, all along Bet shes missing me tonight... Bet shed like to make things right Chorus And there aint a cow in Texas And Wheaties aint for breakfast Late at night shell never cross my mind There aint no rose of San Antone And I can make it on my own These cant be tears in my eyes Cause cowboys dont cry I said there aint a cow in Texas And Wheaties aint for breakfast Late at night shell never cross my mind There aint no rose of San Antone I can make it on my own These cant be tears in my eyes Cause cowboys dont cry Because cowboys dont cry
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