R.i.p. Cousin Paul Lyrics

Larry & His Flask R.i.p. Cousin Paul

Living is hard when you're sitting at the bar
Hoping that this next battle will show you no new scars
Another bloody knuckle with nothing to prove
Fighting only because it's what cowboys do

Saddle up and let's ride
Gonna die in Falder tonight
Rowdy Boys till the day we die
Dead Canadians fill the sky

He's been hit one too many times, he's starting to lose his mind
He wants to silence the voices before they destroy his life
When the whiskey can't fill the void, now he's ready, ready to die!

Saddle up and let's ride
Gonna die in Falder tonight
Rowdy Boys till the day we die
Uncle Martin's eyes don't cry
SLOW'S DOWN
Goodbye Cousin Paul
So long Paul Scott
The true life of a Cowboy ends with you
Load the gun and don't cry Outlaw
There's a time for all rowdy boys to die