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(Puerta - Pack - North - Drummond) Of man's progress I don't give a hoot And man's estrangements Of nature's arrangements Has given cause for my heartbreak To boot The simple life though Filled with strife And struggle with the land Still remained its simple self And that I understand 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 pass the cake I'd like to eat it too But being born now was my mistake I've passed the buckaroo I'd say You're right No chance Why fight? Why be A cowboy star Letras de canciones (But) Hump back brahmas Lovely cow mamas Saw dust floor saloons Dance hall queens Romanced in my dreams So why pop my baloon? 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.... From Letras Mania