You say hello like a long lost friend. And play me like an old violin. And in a day or two you're gone again. And I wonder why I keep playing. I sit and watch the clouds each day.
I'm just an old guitar in the pawn shop down on the corner. And I'm waitin' for somebody to come by and play me now and then. My strings are kinda rusty and I'm a little dusty.
Well, they're flickin' on the bar lights. Band's playin' one last song. And if you want another round, better order it now. It's last call. Crowds still rockin' and it's 2:01.
On his side of the bed. He's sleeping like a baby. Dreams are dancing in his head. Lying with his lady. It's a peaceful night. And everything's just fine.
Hey. . Well, five of the PM rolls around. There's a little old joint outside of town. I only got time for a couple of beers. And a jukebox song ringing in my ears.
This is gonna be really fun. . We'll I've kissed a cowboy on a sawdust floor. Shot tequila with him till we couldn't dance no more. Ran a hundred miles an hour with a Harley man.
He walked up, all buff, in his cowboy cuts. Bringing on his best come on lines. His words of choice, of course. Would you like to save a. And ride a cowboy tonight.
All of this screamin'. Ain't gettin' us nowhere tonight. You're dead set on leavin'. Both of us tired of the same old fight. Your drawers are empty, your closet too.