Chris Ledoux Daydream Cowboy Lyrics

Daydream Cowboy Lyrics

I'm sittin' in a city filled with people cars and smoke



The walls are closin' in on me my heart's about to choke



The world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer see



The dirty concrete canyons where I have come to be



Cause a cowboy rides the mountains and the draws inside my mind



With his Buckskin underneath him and his pockets full of time



And I can hear his spurs a jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' tack



As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back



He rides into a bearin' country not meant for him alone



For a lovin' dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home







Well his hat was made in Texas and his chaps are bat wing style



His saddles made by Hauser he rides it all the while



It glistens with silver conches tap adores for his feet



He's got a chew of Copenhagen tucked inside his cheek



In fact the only thing that saves me here from goin' plumb insane



Is that cowboy poundin' leather down in the coolies in my brain



And I can hear his spurs a jinglin'...