Rough Rider - David Allan Coe

Well, I drank down the dust, with a bourbon straight-up, another hot rodeo day

When she sat down beside me, all painted and pretty, a girl of the night you

might say

With cool blue eyes and a shanty-town smile, and Lucy, there’s fresh morning dew

She said, you’re a sad one, and no doubt a bad one, oh, I know a lot about you

You are another rough rider, you like your bourbon straight-up, the horses you

ride, are the wild killing kind, and good love just ain’t enough

Cause there ain’t no woman can hold you, to tame the wild in your soul,

and drive out that twister that’s driving you mister, crazy and out of control

Well, we went for the night-time, cause morning was coming and I said,

I will love you tonight

Then deep in the shadows, where I never traveled, the wild thing inside of me

died

I woke looking into those cool blue eyes, and I said, «let me stay here with

you?»

Cause you can control, the wild in my soul, like no other women can do

And she said, You are another rough rider, you like your bourbon straight-up,

the horses you ride, are the wild killing kind, and good love just ain’t

enough

Cause there ain’t no woman can hold you, tame the wild in your soul,

and drive out that twister that’s driving you mister, crazy and out of control

You are another rough rider, you like your bourbon straight-up