Broken Cowboy

He's always looking for me With red wine on his teeth and He's always at my door With a ten dollar bottle that he's waiting to poor I lost something in the hill country He took a piece of my heart away from me Among other things he's a cold heart breaker The broken cowboy stole my music maker I looked under every single bridge Every dark alley and every deep ditch I walked over congress on a line With a song I shouldn't sing and a fire in my mind I lost something in the hill country He took a piece of my heart away from me I always knew he was a dancehall shaker The broken cowboy stole my music maker