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COWTOWN

You were wild and you were free
At least that's how it always seemed to me
You were something else completely
Then anything I was raised to believe

Cowtown on a Friday night
Nothing to do here but drink and fight
Walk the floor and ramble round
Don't wanna die in this Cowtown

Cigarettes through the screen door
Freezing in our hooded sweatshirts
Acid freaks & methamphetamines
Going nowhere with somewhere to be

Cowtown on a Friday night
Nothing to do here but drink and fight
Walk the floor and ramble round
Don't wanna die in this Cowtown

Never forget all you taught to me
You're only trapped here If you choose to be
You & I could spend an eternity
Going nowhere with somewhere to be

Cowtown on a Friday night
Nothing to do here but drink and fight
Walk the floor and ramble round
Don't wanna die in this Cowtown
Don't wanna die in this Cowtown

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