Rough Rider

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