Dana Lyons Crazy Cowboy
A hundred miles of flat land's
Just enough for me to breathe
Where the grassland flows forever
Through a tapestry of trees
The sunburnt barbed wire fence posts
And the rusted farm machines
And beneath the cracking, empty lake
The desert holds the seeds
The long dead ancient gidgee
Silhouettes an epic sky
Upon the dam, the highest point
I see a thousand miles
And every animal and bird
Will gather hеre at dusk
Around the precious watеr hole
I'm watching from the brush
I am a cowboy
And they say I'm crazy
But I live for the silence
And the touch of my fine lady
Breathe the clean air
I drink the water
And at night I fight the madness
Of a culture going down
A hundred miles of flat land's
Just enough for me to breathe
And fifty parrots pink and gray
Are laughing in the trees
The dingo's desperate howling
To the farm dog who's in heat
As a hundred thousand
Nightmares fade away
I shot my TV
I burned my taxes
And I'm living in a shack
About a hundred miles from town
Here in the desert
They cannot find me
And at night I fight the madness
Of a culture going down
A night sky full of endless stars
With only you and me
The crackle of the campfire
And the brush of blowing breeze
The blanket round our shoulders
Fending off the winter freeze
As a hundred thousand
Nightmares fade away
I am a cowboy
And they say I'm crazy
But I live for the silence
And the touch of my fine lady
Breathe the clean air
I drink the water
And at night I fight the madness
Of a culture going down
I am a cowboy
And they say I'm crazy
But I live for the silence
And the touch of my fine lady
Breathe the clean air
I drink the water
And at night I fight the madness
Of a culture going down
