слишком близка она мне.. и слишком берет за душу на предрассветных дорогах...

It’s all the same,
Only the names will change...
Everyday
It seems we’re wasting away.
Another place, where the faces are so cold,
I’d drive all night just to get back home...

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride,
I’m wanted dead or alive...
Wanted dead or alive...

Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it’s not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways!
Sometimes you tell the day,
By the bottle that you drink,
And times when you’re all alone all you do is think.

I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back!!!
I play for keeps, ’cause I might not make it back.
I been everywhere, still I’m standing tall
I’ve seen a million faces an I’ve rocked them all!!!

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted dead or alive...