Lyrics:
Poor Lonesome Cowboy

I'm as sad as the cold wind That rythes in the treetops, I'll be lonesome until you return Come back, come back, Come back to the valley, Come back to this poor cowboy

was a little taste of paradise Always riding in the circle line This poor cowboy's always on the run Coyotes howling at the moon Cowboys are singing out this lonesome

was a little taste of paradise Always riding in the circle line This poor cowboy's always on the run Coyotes howling at the moon Cowboys are singing out this lonesome

poor little town in need of aid My brothers and me had never been afraid The age of chivalry is not dead Lonesome nights in a cowboy bed There'd be a

a little taste of paradise Always riding in the circle line This poor cowboy's always on the run Coyotes howling at the moon Cowboys are singing out this lonesome

I'm a poor lonesome cowboy and I roam around the country from the Appalachian mountains to the Gulf of Mexico I once had a girlfriend, but now I have

I been lonesome, I been blue This old ghost town, brings nothing new Dusty north winds blow my tears away I just want to kiss a cowboy tonight CHORUS

A poor little town in need of aid My brothers and me had never been afraid The age of chivalry is not dead Lonesome nights in a cowboy bed There