Another Old Cowboy

She tried hard to be the woman
That I tried so hard to want
For a while I thought I did
She said it’s clear to her I don’t
Her good intentions were no match
For all the trouble I have known
So raise your glass and drink to chance
Play another hurting song

Here’s a quarter
Play Jim Ed Brown
Pop a top on another round
I want to lose myself
In the lonesome sound
Of another old cowboy
Going down

I can still work this barroom
Like I worked the rodeo
I just sold my best belt buckle
For half a bottle of Old Crow
And I’m going to sit here and drink
Until all the whiskey is gone
So raise your glass and drink to chance
Play another hurting song

Here’s a quarter
Play Jim Ed Brown
Pop a top on another round
I want to lose myself
In the lonesome sound
Of another old cowboy
Going down

Sometimes I miss the rodeo
I guess that’s how it always goes
These days I’m moving pretty slow
These days I’m feeling mighty low

Riding bulls and roping calves
That’s the life I used to lead
Till the hard falls and the whiskey shots
Finally took a toll on me
Now I just sit here at this table
In this old bar that I call home
So lift your glass and drink to chance
Play another hurting song

Here’s a quarter
Play Jim Ed Brown
Pop a top on another round
I want to lose myself
In the lonesome sound
Of another old cowboy
Going down

I want to lose myself
In the lonesome sound
Of another old cowboy
Going down