"mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
'cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone, even with someone they love.
a cowboy loves smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings,
little warm puppies and children and girls of the night.
them that don't know him won't like him and them that do sometimes won't know how to take him.
he's not wrong, he's just different and his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right."
--mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys - ed bruce
i listened to this song for the first time in years and years today. having grown up in a small farming town, the son of a man who was a cowboy through and through, i always rebelled at "country living" and things of that nature. it turns out that all i did was change clothes. those lyrics apply to me in the deepest of ways. every line cuts me straight to the bone. and now in retrospect, i see that my dad's life was the same in every way. i understand his frustrations and joys better now than ever before. it's funny how one can feel so connected to someone you barely remember, and who has been gone for over twenty years.
someday, i'll mosey on over to that great pasture in the sky, but for now, i'll just keep on living this urban cowboy life i've carved out for myself. i only hope that my own son can grow up understanding me better than i got the chance to understand my dad.
'cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone, even with someone they love.
a cowboy loves smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings,
little warm puppies and children and girls of the night.
them that don't know him won't like him and them that do sometimes won't know how to take him.
he's not wrong, he's just different and his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right."
--mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys - ed bruce
i listened to this song for the first time in years and years today. having grown up in a small farming town, the son of a man who was a cowboy through and through, i always rebelled at "country living" and things of that nature. it turns out that all i did was change clothes. those lyrics apply to me in the deepest of ways. every line cuts me straight to the bone. and now in retrospect, i see that my dad's life was the same in every way. i understand his frustrations and joys better now than ever before. it's funny how one can feel so connected to someone you barely remember, and who has been gone for over twenty years.
someday, i'll mosey on over to that great pasture in the sky, but for now, i'll just keep on living this urban cowboy life i've carved out for myself. i only hope that my own son can grow up understanding me better than i got the chance to understand my dad.
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threestares:
i understand what you say, in my own way. one night in a bar in lethbridge, ab, i heard a song with the phrase "red neck girl", and i totally recognized that aspect of my self.
akuji:
wow. Everyone has their song, right? I think mine is Passenger by Deftones and Maynard, but we'll see in time, I guess.