| A cup of coffee with the first sunlight at a last chance Texaco
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| I’m thumbin' through a worn out roadmap tryin' to decide which way to go
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| These empty miles that are memory they just seem to linger on
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| She left me on this lost highway wondering why and where she’d gone
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| That’s how a cowgirl breaks a young man’s heart
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| That’s how my whole world slowly came apart
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| With a cold and empty stare as if I wasn’t there she didn’t even stop to cry
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| That’s how a cowgirl says goodbye
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| Called up her mom down in Abilene just to find out how she fared
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| She said she’d stopped a while in San Antone spent some time with an old friend
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| With all this distance in between us I’m sure I never cross her mind
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| And it may take all these roads ahead just to leave it all behind
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| That’s how a cowgirl breaks…
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| That’s how a cowgirl breaks… |