Cowboy - Three Dog Night

Cold gray buildings where a hill should be

Steel and concrete closing in on me

City faces haunt the places i roam alone

Cowboy, cowboy, can’t run, can’t hide, too late

To fight now, to die to try

Winds that once blew free now scatter dust to the sky

Cowboy, cowboy, can’t run, can’t hide, too late

To fight now, to die to try