Counting Crows - Cowboys Lyrics

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Cowboys on the road tonight

Crying in their sleep

If I was a hungry man

With a gun in my hand

And some promises to keep

Wanted to change the world

Watch as easy as murder

It's all headlights

And vapor trails

And circle K killers

And I know I could look

At anyone but you now

I could fall

Into the eyes of anyone

But you now now now now

So come on come on come on

Oh come on through now

Come on come on come on now

Come on through now

This is a list

Of what I should have been

But I'm not

This is a list of the things

That I should have seen

But I'm not seeing

Look in your eyes

As these fingertips

Slip on your neck

And make you shiver

I am just turning away

From where

I should have been

Because I am not anything

Oh anything

Oh

The president

Is in bed tonight

But he can't

Catch his sleep

Cause all the cowboys

On the radio are killers

And I am gonna leave

Fuel of you

Cause you never

Make her feel

Like anything

She said I want him

To feel a thing

But I can feel

I can't feel

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I know I could look

At anyone but you now

I could fall

Into the arms of anyone

But you now now now now

So come on come on come on

Come on oh come on through now

Come on come on come on

Oh come on through now

This is a list

Of what I should have been

But I'm not

This is a list of the things

That I should have seen

But I'm not seeing

Look in your eyes

As these fingers on slip

In your dress

And make you shiver

I am just turning away

From what I shouldn't see

Because I am not anything

Oh anything

Oh

Everyone's

Is in bed tonight

But nobody can sleep

Cause all the satellites

Are watching

Through our windows

She says

She doesn't love me

Like-but she's acting

But it's just

If she isn't talking

Mr. Lincoln's head

Is bleeding

On a front row

While she's speaking

I said

Come all you cowboys

All you

Blue-eyed baby boys

Oh come on all you

Dashing gentlemen

Of summer

I'll wait for you

And Saturday's a memory

And Sunday

Comes to gather me

Into the arms of God

And welcome me

Cause I believe

I believe

And I know

I could look

At anyone but you now

I could fall

Into the eyes of anyone

But you now now now now

So come on come on come on

Oh come on through now

Come on come on come on

Oh come on through now

This is a list

Of what I should have been

But I'm not

This is a list of the things

That I should have seen

But I'm not seeing

You look in me

And so please

Won't you look at me

Cause I am not seeing you

Look at me

I want to make you

Look at me

Or I am not anything

Oh anything

No no

No no

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