TORRES - Cowboy Guilt

We spend our only season
On a mattress sleeping
With our best friend
We turned our wind to livers
With weary resignation
Though southern spines to the end
Wrapped in my Sunday best wear
Where the king of all protects it
Wrapped in my Sunday best wear
Where the king of all protects it

You had us in stitches
With your church up year impressions
You sang of reparation
With the native Americans
You've done your cowboy guilt
You've done your cowboy guilt

We've drown our wind to livers
With bleary expectation
Though southern spines to the end

I'll pass green and ???
Wrapped in my Sunday best wear
Where the king of all protects it
I'll pass green and ???
Wrapped in my Sunday best wear
Where the king of all protects it.

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