Babooshka
I suppose, there's a better way to make a livin'
To make money so I could live in luxury
But the life behind a desk in a building
Would be like a prison sentence to me
My manners are not refined or even polished
and my speech it may be crude to most you see
I guess that I was just born a dreamer
But in my life I relish pride and being free
My clothes are high heeled boots and a big hat
and the buckle on my belt I wear with pride
You might even find a snuff can in the pocket of these old wore out faded
blue Levi's
Well I'm a cowboy
on the rodeo circuit
To make money so I could live in luxury
But the life behind a desk in a building
Would be like a prison sentence to me
My manners are not refined or even polished
and my speech it may be crude to most you see
I guess that I was just born a dreamer
But in my life I relish pride and being free
My clothes are high heeled boots and a big hat
and the buckle on my belt I wear with pride
You might even find a snuff can in the pocket of these old wore out faded
blue Levi's
Well I'm a cowboy
on the rodeo circuit
I Let a Song out of My Heart
I let a song go out of my heart
It was the sweetest melody
I know I lost heaven
'Cause you were the song
Since you and I had drifted apart
Life doesn't mean a thing to me
Please come back sweet music
I know I was wrong
Am I too late
To make amends
You know that we were meant to be
More than just friends, just friends
I let a song go out of my heart
Believe me darling when I say
I won't know sweet music
Until you return someday