Текст Billy Ray Cyrus – My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys

I grew up dreamin’ of bein’ a cowboy
And lovin’ the cowboy ways
Pursuin’ the life of my high-ridin’ heroes
I burned up my childhood days

My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of
Themselves and their slow movin’ dreams

Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery
From being alone too long
You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightman
Knowin’ well that your best days are gone
Pickin’ up hookers instead of my pen
I let the words of my years fade away
Old worn out saddles, and old worn out memories
With no one and no place to stay

My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of
Themselves and their slow movin’ dreams

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of
Themselves and their slow movin’ dreams