Cowboy Star (Edit)

So city smog and dog eat dog For some, may hold sublime Well, as for me, if I had my way I'd had lived some other time Praise the Prairie and pa*s the cake I'd like to eat it too But being born now was my mistake I've pa*sed the buckaroo I'd say you're right No chance, why fight? Why be a Cowboy Star Hump back Brahmas, lovely cow mamas Saw dust floor saloons Dance hall queens romanced in my dreams So why pop my balloon? No chance, why fight? Still in my own right I'd be a Cowboy Star Dreams of my life Are so carried away If just in my dreams I could be for one day Just for one day Lost in my dreams I'll be riding away Like a Cowboy Star Stage set, sundown In my last showdown, I'll be