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Well the boys round here, they're like the boys back home They don't plant the fields, they won't work the farm The boys round here well they talk too fast When the times get hard, no they won't last Cocaine cowboys They're bad in the saddle But they come in from New York, LA, and Seattle They're all hat, they don't rope no cattle They don't ride no bulls Cocaine cowboys They never get sleep Their bloodshot eyes, their cigarette teeth I wish someone had warned me Stay away from them cocaine cowboys Well they're riding the rails right before the show Better call up John Eames when the bag gets low The crowd thins out the longer they play You can't write a song with nothing to say Cause the cocaine cowboys They're bad in the saddle But they come in from New York, LA, and Seattle They're all hat, they don't rope no cattle They don't ride no bulls Letras de cancionesCocaine cowboys They never get sleep they're out in the bars They're not grinding their teeth And I wish that someone warned me Stay away from them cocaine cowboys And I wish that someone warned me Stay away from them cocaine cowboys From Letras Mania