Текст песни David Alan Coe - Young Dallas Cowboy
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By David Allan CoeWell, I`ve hiked through the sage brush,I ran up some railI slept on the bench in a few county jailsAnd they laugh as they knocked all the wind from my sailWhen I was a young Dallas CowboyI`ve tried hard to tackle the problems at handI`ve kicked a few habits, and I`ve marched to the bandI tried hard to follow the lady of the landWhen I was a young Dallas CowboyI`ve made a few passes that weren`t incompleteI stumbled through yards on my way to the streetRunning from beds where I did more than sleepWhen I was a young Dallas Cowboy(Talk) Well, he tackled the bottle and he fumbled the ballAnd he`d touchdown in alleys along where he`d fallJust wait for his son to make up for it allWhen I was a young Dallas CowboyWhen I was a baby, he broke up the teamDivorcing my Mama to live with a dreamHe had back in college when he was still greenAnd I was a young Dallas CowboyNow the footballs I held did not fit in my handGot me a guitar and I`ve got me a bandSo don`t put me down when I`m taking my standBe proud of this young Dallas CowboyYeah I`m proud I`m a young Dallas CowboyBe proud of those young Dallas Cowboys