Songs for Better Singers
Mystic
Cowboys
It
was raining when I came passing through
I
was trying to keep dry what could I do
There’s
a long list of mothers that have warned their daughters I’d come around
To
their town
I was trying to quit lying about my past I want to make things last
I’ve
been shiftless I’ve been luckless some say worthless to be around
They
don’t want me in their town
Well
a pretty preacher’s daughter took me in
I
swore I never taught her how to sin
There’s
a long list of daughters that have lied to their mothers about me
Can’t
you see
That
I was trying to quit lying about my past I wan to make things last
I’ve
been shiftless I’ve been luckless some say worthless to be around
They
don’t want me in their town
Well
all I could do was try to make a stand
I
was up against the town and a preacher man
There’s
a long of preachers with pretty restless wives that run away
So
we left that day
I
was trying to quit lying about my past I want to make things last
I’ve
been shiftless I’ve been luckless some say worthless to be around
They
don’t want me
They
don’t want me
No
they don’t want me in their town