Greener Pasture

I'm sittin' on the front porch, cigarette burnin' The Maker's in my coffee, sure ain't workin' I see the dirt from where his boots used to lay Still phantom pains after a couple of days Now I wonder if he ever thought about turnin' around Bet he's past El Paso by now I was his Texaco, a stop just along the road I shoulda known I ain't his last Rodeo I was his blue sky, but he's like the sunrise Matter of time before he comes and he goes 'Til one day you wake up, he's packin' up his truck And he don't even know what he's after But cowboys always find a greenеr pasture Bet he's rollin' through a nеw town and she's fallin' for his accent She don't know that he's a dust cloud, he's beautifully tragic He stays for the night but he's gone by the mornin' Let him move in your life like a Tennessee storm And this shouldn't tear you up, break you down this bad Lovin' somethin' you never had I was his Texaco, a stop just along the road I shoulda known, I ain't his last Rodeo I was his blue sky, but he's like the sunrise A matter of time before he comes and he goes 'Til one day you'll wake up, he's packin' up his truck And he don't even know what he's after But cowboys always find a greener pasture And all that ever mattered, livin' hard and livin' faster Freedom was a dagger to a knife holder There ain't no ever after, you're special, then you're shattered Damn, he's got a way of leavin' his mark Yeah, I was his Texaco, a stop just along the road I shoulda known I ain't his last Rodeo I was his blue sky, but he's like the sunrise A matter of time before he comes and he goes 'Til one day you wake up, he's packin' up his truck And he don't even know what he's after But cowboys always find a greener pasture But cowboys always find a greener pasture