Текст песни Sammy Kershaw - Shootin` The Bull (In An Old Cowtown)
Sammy Kershaw - Shootin` The Bull (In An Old Cowtown) слова песни
Me and Junior, Sunny and Steve hangin` at the fillin` stationAnd drinkin` Cokes out by the grease rack a week before graduationTelling lies `bout the girls we knew perpetuating backseat legendsFour years worth of near misses too numberous for me to mentionShootin` the bull in an old cowtownWatching grass grow as the sun goes downCruising Fridays nights at the Dairy QueenDriving `round and `roundShootin` the bull in an old cowtownI got tired of sitting around chewing on the same old storiesAnd I decided the girl next door wasn`t enough to hold meI left town on the 4th of July and caught a glimpse in my rearviewmirrorOf Junior, Steve, and Sunny at the gas stationLookin` like a permanant fixtureShootin` the bull in an old cowtownWatching grass grow as the sun goes downBetter be careful were you take a step, keep one eye on the groundShootin` the bull in an old cowtownWell I took a long gander at the high rise worldAnd life on the big city streetsIt`s folks talking on the corner and gabbing on the streetsWhen I think about it all well I`d much rather beShootin` the bull in an old cowtownWatching grass grow as the sun goes downWhile life goes by at a much slower paceThan the speed of soundShootin` the bull in an old cowtownShootin` the bull in an old cowtown