Monday, February 15, 2010

yes.

Oh, you get me ready in your '56 Chevy, why don't we go sit down in the shade? Take shelter on my front porch, the dandy lion sun scorching, would you like a glass of cold lemonade? I will do the laundry, while you pay all the bills. Where is my John Wayne? Where is my prairie son? Where is my happy ending? Where have all the cowboys gone?

Why don't you stay the evening, kick back and watch the tv, while I fix a little something to eat?
Ohhh, I know your back hurts from working on the tractor. How do you take your coffee, my sweet?
I will raise the children, while you pay all the bills.
Where is my John Wayne? Where is my prairie son? Where is my happy ending?
Where have all the cowboys gone?

I am wearing my new dress tonight but you don't even notice me.

We finally sold the Chevy when we had another baby, and you took that job in Tennessee.
You made friends at the farm and you join 'em at the bar almost every single day of the week.
I will wash the dishes, while you go have a beer.
Where is my John Wayne? Where is my prairie son? Where is my happy ending?
Where have all the cowboys gone?
Where is my Marlboro man? Where is his shiny gun? Where is my lonely ranger?
Where have all the cowboys gone?

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