John Wesley Harding - Spaced Cowgirl Lyrics
Well you can dance on tv with your diamonds onSing in tune for a world that is going for a songGet the steps all right but the words go wrongAnd you can wake up in the morning with sweaty handsTurn the radio on to the right wavebandThink about today and the one that you plannedUnder the desperate gaze of the whole wide worldYou turned into a spaced cowgirlSpaced cowgirlLock up the medicine chestThis wild wild woman is way out westSpaced cowgirlLock up the reins and the spursNone of you cowboys are true to herWell, you can be a good lover, hammer nails into heartsAnd you can be a big loser when the real horror startsYou can blow hot and cold on the sacred graphYou had a good evening but you dont know whereAll you recall is a fall guy with an up for sale stareFell down by the bed and not to say your prayersUnder the watchful eye....Sometimes I listen to you, its the whiskey talkingSometimes I watch you move and its the whiskey walkingSometimes I sit and think of the things that might have beenWell, your eyes never open, when you sleep they dont closeAnd it rained so hard and your a delicate roseThen it got so cold that your feelings frozeNo, I still dont believe in all your second sightThe automatic pilot flies your eyes tonightSmile at the bird, well get you home alright(alright)Under the watchful eye...Spaced cowgirlLock up the medicine chestTheres no frontier left way out westSpaced cowgirlWasnt she the first to sayI cant remember my lines today....
