I left home with a suitcase my songs and my guitar
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Headed down to Nashville gonna try to be a star
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The Nashville folks they made me feel like I was right at home
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But they couldn't understand my cowboy songs
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They said son you've got potential and we'd like to see you stay
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But you've gotta change your style cause cowboy songs don't sell these days
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I tried my hand at cheatin' heart and cryin' in my beer
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And I think about home and wonder what am I doin' here
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But I'd really like to thank ya'll for your hospitality
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You know I really mean it you've been mighty good to me
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But this ol country boy ain't where he's suppose to be
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And this Wyoming cowboy don't belong in Nashville Tennessee
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Well there's just too many miles and styles between us I suppose
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The kind of songs I'm singin' won't fit in down here I know
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I kind of got the feeling it was time to move along
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When Ed Bruce sang The Last Cowboy Song
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So I'm going back to the country where the west is still alive
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Where cowboy's ride the prairie and the mountains touch the sky
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I pack up my old guitar and I'll be on my way
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But before I go I'd just like to say
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Well I'd really like to thank...
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Well this Wyoming cowboy don't belong in Nashville Tennessee
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They Couldn't Understand My Cowboy Songs
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Chris LeDoux |