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The vermillion glow of the prairies
Like a razor’s edge to the eye
A man in a worn-out Stetson
Runs low on his meagre supplies.
A single bullet remaining
His horse is barely alive
The deepest kind of slumber
Delivered by a 45.

Chorus:
Old on his ranch, the cowboy
Lonesome the tune he’s singing
Tired on his ranch, the cowboy
Don’t care what the new day is bringing.

Coyotes run around in packs
With their fangs bare in hungry spite
The cowboy won’t die by their bite
He’d take you over in a fight.
But with his lasso he now can
Hardly seize any lady’s glance
His boots only tread the dust
The harness hurts his own hands.

Chorus:
Foul on his ranch, the cowboy
Lonesome the tune he’s singing
Drunk on his ranch, the cowboy
Don’t care what the new day is bringing.

Saloons, spirits, and gun-fights
The smell of bills, glitter of gold,
Those languid damsels are smiling
While the rivals must hit the road
Bitter whisky and savory tacos
Prone to tremendous blunders
He fears not many chances to rest
Belly-up, six feet under.

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from The Beast from the East, released April 28, 2020

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