“Set ‘Em up bartender and Play Walking the Floor”
‘I need a shoulder to cry on’
I’m lonesome but I’m happy, I’m rich but I’m broke, The call me Ed the drifter and I’m just a carefree range riding drifting cowpoke. I’ve been looking for a home on the range, where the cattle roam and the cowboys call home. I found a gal in Amsterdam her name was Nan and I loved her to pieces but she was a gun packing woman with a mind of her own. Anyway I understand that she’s somewhere out on the range looking for a cowboy to cow tie and brand. I’m glad to be just a carefree range riding drifting cowpoke maybe I’ll just ride out on the range and find her.
I remember, not long ago, dancing the last waltz with Nan. We were in a little café, the music was in harmony with the mood, and Nan and I became lovers. Oh what a magnificent woman she was. I loved her dearly but like quicksilver she slipped right through my fingers and left me with a cold broken heart.
What a Lady! She broke my heart in so many pieces that it will never be put back together again. I know what I'll do bartender, I'll hold up a van and give all the money to Nan. Then maybe, just maybe she'll love me again. Set em up barkeep I need one for the road.
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