Текст песни Lonestar - When Cowboys Didn`t Dance
Lonestar - When Cowboys Didn`t Dance слова песни
Seven hundred head of cattle on an old forgotten trailSix cowboys and one old an and another day of hellChuck wagon lagging behind from the strain of a broken wheelThe only thing to look forward to was a campfire and a mealSleepin` `neath an open sky with just the stars above their headA saddle for a pillow and some sage brush for a bedWakin` up tomorrow was merely done by chanceBack when the west was wild and cowboys didn`t danceWhen cowboys didn`t dance, didn`t wear designer shirtsWhen their hearts were filled with memories, their bodies filled with hurtThey would sit around a campfire exchange a piercing glanceBack when the west was really wild, and cowboys didn`t dancePoured coffee from an old tin cup, more sweat upon the browAnother day of chasing that same ole lonely cowAnd every new horizon began a brand new dayThirteen hundred miles to go as they slowly make their wayAcross the plains of Texas, through the Colorado snowFinal destination, Back Foot, IdahoWhen cowboys didn`t dance, didn`t wear designers shirtsWhen their hearts were filed with memories, their bodies filled with hurtAnd they would sit around the campfire and exchange a piercing glanceBack when the west was really wild and cowboys didn`t danceWhen cowboys didn`t dance, didn`t wear designer shirtsWhen their hearts were filled with memories, their bodies filled with hurtAnd they would sit around a campfire and exchange a piercing glanceBack when the west was really wild and cowboys didn`t danceSeven hundred head of cattle on an old forgotten trail Five cowboys and one old man in another day of hell