His mother was a snake
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His father was a scarecrow
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Born in the desert with his hat on his head
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Never missed a shot
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Sharp as a Pharaoh
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Tequila in the sunrise
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The desert was his bed
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Now he could dance the barn dance
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Like nobody before him
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But no woman would take him
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Cos his eyes were rather strange
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In them you could see the emptiness of the desert
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Yellow like a scarecrow
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Black like a snake
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He was a voodoo cowboy
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And he had never found a girl to call his own
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On and on and on
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That lonely cowboy
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But a cowboy's never really
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Cowboy's never really alone
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He had a horse
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Whose name was plenty
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And they saw things no man or beast has ever seen
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Out in the redness
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Out in the empty
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Where ghost and spirits walk around like you and me
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He met a girl
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Called Annabelle
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And she was just the prettiest thing he'd ever seen
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Under a lake at the edge of the world
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He met a girl
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Walking through the edges of his dreams
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He was a voodoo cowboy
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And he was following a psychedelic stream
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On and on and on
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That lonely cowboy
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But a cowboy's never really
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Cowboy's never really alone
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So he rode down
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Under the water
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And the sunset made a fire above his head
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In search of warmth in search of love
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In search of heaven above
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But all he felt was cold
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And all he touched was wet
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But he could see her down a little bit deeper
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And all he wanted was to hold her to his chest
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So he reached out and she reached out
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And he touched her
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And she drew him in
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And kissed him as he breathed his final breath
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Because you see
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He was a voodoo cowboy
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And he had finally found a girl he could call his own
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On and on and on
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Lucky lucky cowboy
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Because cowboy's almost always
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Cowboys almost always die alone
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Voodoo Cowboy
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| The Cat Empire |
