Shootin' The Bull (In An Old Cowtown)

(Monty Criswell - Mitchel White)



Me and Junior Sunny and Steve hangin' at the fillin' station

And drinkin' cokes out by the grease rack a week before graduation

Telling lies bout the girls we knew perpetuatin' backseat legends

Four years worth of near misses too numberous for me to mention.



Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown

Watching grass grow as the sun goes down

Cruisin' Fridays nights at the Dairy Queen, drivin' round and round

Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown.



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I got tired of sittin' around chewing on the same old stories

And I decided the girl next door wasn't enough to hold me

I left town on the 4th of July and caught a glimpse in my rearview mirror

Of Junior Steve and Sunny at the gas station

Lookin' like a permanant fixture.



Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown

Watching grass grow as the sun goes down

Better be careful were you take a step, keep one eye on the ground

Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown.



Well, I took a long gander at the high rise world

And life on the big city streets

It's folks talking on the corner and gabbing on the streets

When I think about it all, well, I'd much rather be.



Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown

Watching grass grow as the sun goes down

While life goes by at a much slower pace than the speed of sound

Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown.



Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown...