To Hell With This City MAKS &Amp; WAVE

Hat tilted low, got a bottle of booze
A Texas-born cowboy with nothing to lose
The canyons of steel rise up high to the clouds
One hand on his belt, staring into the crowds

And somewhere my good horse is waiting
My saddle and old family spot
And sweet little Mary is sleeping alone
Where that night burned so wild and so hot
And sweet little Mary is sleeping alone
Where that night burned so wild and so hot

Manhattan is screaming, the crossroads are loud
He's losing his mind in this uniform crowd
The yellow cabs fly just as fast as a bullet
This city's a gun, but he won't ever pull it

And somewhere my good horse is waiting
My saddle and old family spot
And sweet little Mary is sleeping alone
Where that night burned so wild and so hot
And sweet little Mary is sleeping alone
Where that night burned so wild and so hot

He walks through the city as memories rise
A sip of his bourbon brings tears to his eyes
He’s gotta get back to Mary right now
Headed back West with a cowboy's vow

To hell with this city, goodbye
I'm headed straight back to my girl
To hell with this city, goodbye
I'm just a plain Texas cowboy
I'm just a plain Texas cowboy