Shootin' The Bull (in An Old Cowtown) Lyrics - Sammy Kershaw

Me and Junior, Sunny and Steve 

Hangin' at the fillin' station 

And drinkin' cokes out by the grease rack 

A week before graduation 

Tellin' lies 'bout the girls we knew 

Perpetuatin' backseat legends 

Four years worth of near misses 

Too numerous for me to mention 

Shootin' the bull in an old cow town 

Watching grass grow as the sun goes down 

Cruisin' Fridays nights at the Dairy Queen 

Driving 'round and 'round 

Shootin' the bull in an old cow town 

I got tired of sittin' around 

Chewin' on the same old stories 

And I decided the girl next door 

Wasn't enough to hold me 

I left town on the 4th of July 

And caught a glimpse in my rear view mirror 

Of Junior, Steve, and Sunny at the gas station 

Lookin' like a permanent fixture 

Shootin' the bull in an old cow town 

Watching grass grow as the sun goes down 

Better be careful were you take a step 

Keep one eye on the ground 

Shootin' the bull in an old cow town 

Well, I took a long gander at the high rise world 

And life on the big city streets 

It's folks talkin' on the corner and gabbin' on the steps 

When I think about it all, well I'd much rather be 

Shootin' the bull in an old cow town 

Watching grass grow as the sun goes down 

While life goes by at a much slower pace 

Than the speed of sound 

Shootin' the bull in an old cow town 

Shootin' the bull in an old cow town