HEY, COWBOY
Hey cowboy, where did you get the clothes you wear
Hey cowboy, where did you get the funny hair
What are you doing in the land of the midnight sun 'cause you better run
you're just a toy cowboy
I may not look right but I sure do feel fine
you hang around me and I'll undo your mind
Hey cowboy, where did you get the funny walk
Hey cowboy, where did you get the crazy talk
What're you doing in the land of the midnight sun 'cause you better run
you're just a toy cowboy
If I'm a toy then let me do what I do
you wind me up and watch what I'd do to you
Hey cowboy (what do you want?), where did you get that horse
Hey cowboy , from the men of course
what're you doing in the land of the midnight sun 'cause you better run
you're just a toy cowboy
I'm maybe small but I know I'm right for you
No big cowboy can do the little things I do
(you get that straight little Swedish girl?
Aha, allright)
(La la la la la La la la la la...)
He don't have to work at his job no more
He don't have to be like he was before
Got no money that he can spend somebody took good care of him
And he's home ah that boy's home
She don't have to worry bout the size or her weight
She don't have to worry bout the wrinkles on her face
Got her a man life is sweet there's prettier girls still walkin' the streets
But she's home ah that girl's home
(La la la la la La la la la la...)
I don't have to run if I wanna stay
And I don't have to do what people say
Found my place in the sun I do what I like and I like what I've done
And I'm home ah this boy's home
Well it's lonesome in this big town everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name just a walkin' in the rain
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston
I got holes in both of my shoes and I'm a walkin' case of the blues
I saw a dollar yesterday but the wind blew it away
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston
I haven't eaten in about a week and I'm so hugry when I walk I squeak
Nobody calls me friend it's sad the shape I'm in
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston
[ harmonica ]
I got a girl waitin' there for me where at least she said she'd be
I got a home and a big warm bed and a feather pillow for my head
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston
I take a bus or take an old freight train I come ride or walk it's all the
same
I'm goin' back where they know my face and I'm never gonna leave that place
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston
Well it's lonesome in this big town everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name yeah I'm a walkin' in the rain
Cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail
Somebody help me please I'm as helpless as can be
And I don't know what my life is comin' to
They say I shot a man but I never shot I ran
That was my first mistake I'm telling you
Ah it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail ah it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail
Yeah it's cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail
I got a wife in Wichita and a girl in Saginaw
And they both ain't heard from me in some time
I hate to disappoint 'em both but some feller under oath
Said I did it and they believed his story not mine
Ah it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail...
Snow's all over the ground there ain't one robin around
That I'd trust to carry a message to a friend
Guess I'll just stay here till spring sure wish I knew what's spring
They'd let me out so I can start again
Ah it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail...
Cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail
I am a part of every road you walk down
and I am a part of every dream that you found.
And when you cry I'll cry along with you
and should you die I know that I'll die too.
I am that part of everything that you do,
since I became a part of you,
since I became a part of you.
I am a part of every hurt and every lie
and I am a part of every tear that you cry.
And when you're sad you know that I'm sad too
and if you're bad then I'll be bad with you.
I am that part of everything that you do,
since I became a part of you,
since I became a part of you.
