Paper Cowboys

Everywhere I look I’m seeing paper cowboys
And pretty maids who’s names I’ll never know
Sometimes I feel so cold just like Angel Eyes
Be the fastest draw and never let you go I got a reason, I I got a rhyme, I Well life’s tough so keep your eye on the prize
You’ve changed but still at heart you’re the reason
I’m taking all my liberties with you
Haters and takers just want to change you dear
They make me red and leave you feeling blue
With a left and a right we’ll escape tonight
We’ll rise above the undertakers
We’ll fight a cause worth fighting for
No shame when we meet our maker