積分

演出藝人
Zac Wilkerson
Zac Wilkerson
演出者
詞曲
Zac Wilkerson
Zac Wilkerson
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Zac Wilkerson
Zac Wilkerson
製作人

歌詞

He’s an old feedlot cowboy How he dreams of the range
Riding the Chisholm through the unhindered plain
How he longs for the saddle and the pull of the rein
But he’s driving a John Deere down the south feeding lane
[Reading Louis Lamour in the shop while it rains]
[He’ll clock out at sunset humming Sweet Baby James]
The blue in his denim shirt faded with age
The shit on his boots fresh as green hay
Still holding on to them long gone days
Been fenced in so long he can’t find the gate
The red on his cheeks like a kiss from the wind
The calloused old hands twisted and bent
From driving a shovel ain’t quite what he meant
When dreamt to be a cowboy, but it pays the rent
Written by: Zac Wilkerson
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