Well the boys round here aint like the boys back home They dont plant the fields, they wont work the farm The boys round here, well they talk too fast When the times get hard, no they wont last Cocaine cowboys, theyre bad in the saddle But theyre coming from New York, LA, and Seattle Theyre all hat, they dont rope no cattle They dont ride no bulls Cocaine cowboys, they never get sleep With their bloodshot eyes and their cigarette teeth I wish that someone warned me Stay away from them cocaine cowboys Well theyre riding the rails right before the show Better call up James when the bag gets low The crowd thins out the longer they play You cant write a song with nothing to say Cause the cocaine cowboys, theyre bad in the saddle But they come in from New York, LA, and Seattle Theyre all hat, they dont rope no cattle They dont ride no bulls Cocaine cowboys, they never get sleep Theyre out in the bars and grinding their teeth And I wish that someone warned me Stay away from them cocaine cowboys And I wish that someone warned me Stay away from them cocaine cowboys
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