Song parody of
Cowboy Magic
by Low Groves
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Cowboy magic will fade away
There's no circling the dates
Cowboy magic will fade away
The kids will overtake the stage
They'll take the day where the beads fell
And this old river knows it well
They'll take the sun, leave us the swells
This old river knows it well
The only daughter of the ladies' man
Will unglue the dance floor from his hands
The rights burn low, so hide the marlboros
When brighter lights shine on the old chouteau
The cowboys tip their hats to belvederes
They're all too busy with the diamonds here
To see them patch their holes and ride away
And fade away as all the days decay
One by one they're led out towards the coast
The sunlight follows everywhere they go
The radios they'll get thrown away
Littered all along the riverbank
But when I go to those mountains
With valleys more like oceans of smoke
And when I drink from their rivers
I'll be drinking all on my own
Cowboy magic will fade away
There's no circling the dates
Cowboy magic will fade away
The kids will overtake the stage
They'll take the day where the beads fell
And this old river knows it well
They'll take the sun, leave us the swells
This old river knows it well
The only daughter of the ladies' man
Will unglue the dance floor from his hands
The rights burn low, so hide the marlboros
When brighter lights shine on the old chouteau
The cowboys tip their hats to belvederes
They're all too busy with the diamonds here
To see them patch their holes and ride away
And fade away as all the days decay
One by one they're led out towards the coast
The sunlight follows everywhere they go
The radios they'll get thrown away
Littered all along the riverbank
But when I go to those mountains
With valleys more like oceans of smoke
And when I drink from their rivers
I'll be drinking all on my own
