COWBOY TRUTHS (for Sam Shepard)
(Heath Cullen)
I will sing for you
these cowboy truths
motel dreams
and mad dog blues
sing, oh, sing
this song with me
if his aim was true
then his heart is free
It matter not
the trail behind
a cowboy must
always be kind
kind of word
and kind of deed
his hands are worn
but his heart is free
It matter not
I’ve oft been told
where the body lies
when the heart grows cold
his old cayuse
and his hackamore
are tethered now
by heaven’s door
And he sings a song
out across the plains
those mad dog blues
the old refrain
grant, oh grant
this wish to me
if his aim was true
that his heart is free
Grant, oh grant
this wish to me
if his aim was true
that his heart is free