Cowboy
Three Dog Night
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Cold gray buildings where a hill should be.
Steel and concrete closing in on me.
City faces haunt the places I roam alone.
Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide, too late.
To fight now, to die to try.
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Winds that once blew free now scatter dust to the sky
Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide, too late.
To fight now, to die to try.