Cowpoke

Well I'm another dollar short, another day late
I'm always wrong no matter what I say
Truck got a flat and you got mad
Throwin beer cans, whatever you had
Walk to town alone, I didn't want to care
I feel better havin you near so climb in
Im in a small cafe still outside of town
Not even sure you want me around
Two fifty down on a dollar tab
Couple more bucks and I will call a cab
a climb in, do do do do
Climb in, do do do do do do
I'm ridin into town on a flat tire
I wanna make it to you somehow, climb in
climb in, the time is ours to hold
climb in before we get too old and all
yeah, climb in, the time is ours to hold
climb in before we get too old and all

Not a single thing to do but think about it twice
six pack on the floor could use a little ice
Wrote it in blue, and rollin the dice
Being with you is just another vice
Ridin on the shoulder back into town
Tryin' to get you, to climb on in
Yeah I'm rollin into town on a flat tire
I'm gonna make it to you somehow, climb in
Climb in, the time is ours to hold
Climb in, before we get too old and all
Yeah, climb in, the time is ours to hold
Climb in, before we get too old and all
Climb in, before we get too old
Before we get too old and all

So what if the trucks got a flat. It still runs.
Just need to drop it into second.
Pull on the side of the road, take things kinda slow.
Wind comin in through the window fels cool on my face.
Radios' playin 'baby, where'd our love go'
when I see you walkin all mad up ahead.
You turn around surprised.
I pull along side you. Kick open the door.
You turn to me and smile and boy do I feel, good.

And if the lovin dont kill us,
then we won't wanna die.