Daydream Cowboy Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

I'm sittin' in a city filled with people cars and smoke 

The walls are closin' in on me my heart's about to choke 

The world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer see 

The dirty concrete canyons where I have come to be 

Cause a cowboy rides the mountains and the draws inside my mind 

With his Buckskin underneath him and his pockets full of time 

And I can hear his spurs a jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' tack 

As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back 

He rides into a bearin' country not meant for him alone 

For a lovin' dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home 

Well his hat was made in Texas and his chaps are bat wing style 

His saddles made by Hauser he rides it all the while 

It glistens with silver conches tap adores for his feet 

He's got a chew of Copenhagen tucked inside his cheek 

In fact the only thing that saves me here from goin' plumb insane 

Is that cowboy poundin' leather down in the coolies in my brain 

And I can hear his spurs a jinglin'...