Shooter Jennings - Concrete Cowboys Lyrics






Concrete Cowboys eat granite grits
They don't always wear hats
or sling guns on their hips

They know a song by the taste on her lips
And he's as lonesome on any given day
as the sound of that far away train
that he prays someday will take him away

Lucky Lucinda was a big city girl
Hungerin' for Country in a Rock-n-Roll world
Dice shooting Darren was a sucker for Mearle
She saw the hollow look in his eyes
She longed to slide his boots under her bed tonight

You'll never make him at home
for he's a ramblin stone
Little girl, he can get darker than you've ever known
And he always rides alone

You're best to leave him alone
for he's a ramblin stone
Little girl, things can get darker than you've ever known
And he always rides alone





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  1. C.... M....

    I've sat in a hole in the wall bar many many times and watched the lyrics of this song unfold in real life.

  2. W.... S....

    Where the lonely go.