she said "hey cowboy, tell me what you trying to prove"
rolled down to georgia, in a dusty old saloon
broke like a joke, tired and running on fumes
smoke and lights fill an empty tip jar
and baby this life i've been chasing ain't getting me too far
and she said "hey cowboy, what you trying to prove
you don't need no fame and fortune to make this woman love you
saddle up and take the first train, straight back to me
those u joint bars are a heart break waiting can't you see
come on home baby and let me cure those low down rambling country boy blues...

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Thanks to (anonymous) for correcting these lyrics. Jul 13, 2009