Celtic Cowboy
He puts his hat on, 7:30 The taxi s waiting like a thousand times before He don t believe the dream is gone Surveys his kingdom Like it could have been much more Well he s got all the answers, for sure He s just another chancer adding up his score Here s to the Celtic Cowboy King of the Horse Shoe Bar Where everyone is listening all night Drink to the Celtic Cowboy The poetry in his soul But something is missing Deeper down inside He could write a book Or slay you with a song He could paint a picture if you play along Everybody s an Einstein inside And there s no destination sweeter than the ride Here s to the Celtic Cowboy King of the Horse Shoe Bar Where everyone is listening all night Drink to the Celtic Cowboy
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