Cajun Queen
A COWBOY'S HARD TIMES
Well, I once was a cowboy, and I used to run wild.
And I rodeoed, wrangled, and rambled in style.
But I'm too old for horses, too old for the show,
And I'm too young for Heaven; now where shall I go?
Where shall I go? Where shall I go?
I'm too young for Heaven; now where shall I go?
I had me a true love, and I made her my wife,
And I swear that I loved her most all of my life,
But the cold of the winter and the wind laid her low,
And she's gone on before me, now where shall I go?
Where shall I go? Where shall I go?
Well, I once was a cowboy, and I used to run wild.
And I rodeoed, wrangled, and rambled in style.
But I'm too old for horses, too old for the show,
And I'm too young for Heaven; now where shall I go?
Where shall I go? Where shall I go?
I'm too young for Heaven; now where shall I go?
I had me a true love, and I made her my wife,
And I swear that I loved her most all of my life,
But the cold of the winter and the wind laid her low,
And she's gone on before me, now where shall I go?
Where shall I go? Where shall I go?
Nothing stays the same
Took back time, take an instant pleasure
Credit is due for the life of leisure
Get to work and work gets done
Best at being was not best at all
Face the facts, being best got bitter
Simple tastes won't suit me better
Used to matter but that got done
Best at being was not best at all
Nothing stays the same
Always change to remain
Less than fine peace of mind
Keep in check there is no time
Tasks take time and time took effort
Packed in pieces and pieced together
Tend to work and work gets done
Best at being was not best at all