When a Cowboy Trades His Spurs for Wings - Gillian Welch & Alison Krauss

Let me tell you, buddy There's a faster gun Coming over younder When tomorrow comes Let me tell you, buddy And it win't be long Till you find yourself singing Your last cowboy song Yippee-ki-yi-yay When the roundup ends Yippee-ki-yi-yay And the campfire dims Yippee-ki-yi-yay He shalt be saved When a cowboy trades His spurs for wings When the wrap my body In the thin linen sheet And they take my six ounce Pull the boots from my feet Unsaffle my pony She'll be itching to roam I'll be halfway to heaven Under horsepower of my own Yippee-ki-yi-yay When the roundup ends Yippee-ki-yi-yay And the campfire dims Yippee-ki-yi-yay He shalt be saved When a cowboy trades His spurs for wings Yippee-ki-yi-yay I'm glory bound No more jingle jangle I lay my guns down Yippee-ki-yi-yay He shalt be saved When a cowboy trades His spurs for wings

Propel this solitary man in front of us With his corrupted global agenda muttering into his ears Corporate money stuffed into his pockets To spread his darkened gospel In the past the crowned once held the covenant To shape and develop a better world Their influence and supremacy Built by generating optimistic and confident perception Offerings to their herds of sheep Time repeats itself and outspoken Pledges continue to not succeed The people have renounced trust in ideologies Safety and protection is the contemporary vow For the role that will reinstall masterdom and control Corporate money stuffed into his pockets To spread his darkened gospel In the past the crowned once held the covenant To shape and develop a better world To rescue us from uncertainty and peril That we are visionless to see or interpret A threat that evidently needs to be fought In a manufactured waged war A vile misconception that has unfurled unquestioned While being exaggerated and disfigured and disfigured Their influence and supremacy built By generating optimistic and confident perception Offerings to their herds of sheep A threat that evidently needs to be fought In a manufactured waged war A vile misconception that has unfurled Unquestioned while being exaggerated and disfigured

There was no denying the fire in his eyes It was more than Pueblo whiskey It was more than a lonely night Two hundred miles from home Perfectly alone There were no apologies in his pocket It was right there on his hand A golden wedding band Their hearts began to pound Oh, but he stood his ground She lights a candle for a cowboy And wonders why she's so alone He was a man of his word It was one she'd never heard He was the only man who ever said, "No" She said, "Is there nothing I can do to please you?" Then he said, "You make love and sound so easy And it's hard to turn away And even harder to stay and either way I go Oh, it's gonna be a long ride home" She lights a candle for a cowboy And wonders why she's so alone He was a man of his word It was one she'd never heard He was the only man who ever said, "No, no, no, no" And as he walked out the door She loved him all the more She lights a candle for a cowboy And wonders why she's still alone He was a man of his word It was one she'd never heard He was the only man who ever said... He was the only man who ever said, "No"

We lease 20 acres And one Ginny mule From the Alabama Trust For half of the cotton and a third of the corn Get a hand full of dust We cannot have all things to please us No matter how we try Until we've all gone to Jesus We can only wonder why I had a daughter Called her Annabelle She's the apple of my eye Tried to give her something like I never had Didn't want to ever hear her cry We cannot have all things to please us No matter how we try Until we've all gone to Jesus We can only wonder why When I'm dead and buried I'll take a hard life of tears From every day I've ever known Anna's in the churchyard She got no life at all She only got these words on a stone We cannot have all things to please us No matter how we try Until we've all gone to Jesus We can only wonder why

Got a dusty neck and a bent back low Feel the heat rise up off the red dog road Up ahead's just more of the road not showin' That's a hundred miles that I'm going It's a long way up and a long way back Ain't no shortcut and no sidetrack And it ain't one sign of a shade tree growing That's a hundred miles that I'm going That's a hundred miles to get back to you Been a hundred years, maybe two I see the road stretch out for the old home place I see a glad tear standing on grandma's face Gonna get some love and a big hello in That's a hundred miles that I'm going Got a dusty neck and a bent back low Feel the heat rise up off the red dog road And up ahead's just more of the road not showing That's a hundred miles that I'm going