Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Concrete Cowboys , by - Shooter Jennings. Song from the album The Wolf, in the genre КантриRelease date: 31.12.2006
Record label: Universal South
Song language: English
Concrete Cowboys |
| Concrete Cowboys eat granite grits |
| They don’t always wear hats |
| Or sling guns on their hips |
| They know a song by the taste on her lips |
| And he’s as lonesome on any given day |
| As the sound of that far away train |
| That he prays someday will take him away |
| Lucky Lucinda was a big city girl |
| Hungerin' for Country in a Rock-n-Roll world |
| Dice shooting Darren was a sucker for Mearle |
| She saw the hollow look in his eyes |
| She longed to slide his boots under her bed tonight |
| You’ll never make him at home |
| For he’s a ramblin stone |
| Little girl, he can get darker than you’ve ever known |
| And he always rides alone |
| You’re best to leave him alone |
| For he’s a ramblin stone |
| Little girl, things can get darker than you’ve ever known |