Cocaine
Cowboy - Terry Allen
Hey momma's
in the kitchen
An I hope she fins
A bottle of whiskey
To ease her mind
But me I guess I'll just...
snort cocaine
snort
Eh Daddy's in the backyard
Cookin bar-b-que
Yeah stripped half-naked
Like the neighbors do
But me I guess I'll just...
strip my mind
Cocaine... EEEEOH... Cocaine
Cocaine you're just the same
as
The folks to me
Well I gotta little sister
Runs a parking lot
Always drivin cars
Into what she got
But me I guess I'll just...
pass on through
I got a red necker brother
Fills a king size bed
He smoked cigars
An runs a track home spread
But me I guess I'll just...
spread a little too
Cocaine... EEEEOHA... Cocaine
Cocaine you're just the same
as
The home to me
Yeah I gotta little shack
Over behind the hill
If baby don't find me
Then the police will
So I guess I'll just... go
and draw on the
shade
Yeah I'm a cocaine cowboy
An it ain't nothin new
If she'll let me rid her
Hell she'll let you too
An there ain't no reason left...
to be afraid
Cocaine... YEEEHAW... cocaine
Cocaine you're just the same
as my
Horse to me
whinnie