Dog Days

Do you remember the dog days baby?

We ran them into the ground

Counting cars under cranes in the city

Patron saint of the lost and found

There might've been a bit of hard luck coming

But it's bound to break the more you bend

An old soul on the floor tom drumming

Grabbing hold to anything he can

Cowboys crying from the killing floor

Ain't nobody dying like that anymore

I can remember those first days baby

And the burning street beneath my shoes

Smashed glass from a drag rat running

From the lady of the Guadalupe

We're all waiting for that second coming

This nostalgia's wearing thin

Hail hail east Austin baby

There's a cold front coming in

Cowboys crying from the killing floor

Ain't nobody dying like that

Cowboys crying from the killing floor

Ain't nobody dying like that anymore

I can remember those first days baby

And the burning street beneath my shoes

Smashed glass from a drag rat running

From the lady of the Guadalupe

We're all waiting for that second coming

This nostalgia's wearing thin

Hail hail east Austin baby

There's a cold front coming in

Cowboys crying from the killing floor

Ain't nobody dying like that

Cowboys crying from the killing floor

Ain't nobody dying like that anymore

Like that anymore