Not another existential cowboy,
And no more «California champagne»
Not another saddle tramp
Sick, sore, lonely, and out of place,
Cryin' in his coffee ice cream (come on)
Edith cannot fix another engine,
Nor paint another face on a rubbercan clown
She takes another temp job,
But in her secret heart she rides
She's just a sad sweetheart of the rodeo
Not an urban legend now
Sad sweetheart of the rodeo
Give it a rest, give it a rest, give it a bad night's sleep
Norman says that you should take a Valium
(or maybe something stronger)
Cause he doesn't understand,
How you get so excited watching «The Lusty Men»
«The Marlboro man died of cancer
And he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy.» ha ha ha.
She took one last gulp of soft city condescension
And blasted off from his little launch pad to parts west
Sad sweetheart of the rodeo
Not an urban legend now
Sad sweetheart of the rodeo
(lonesome cowboy Bill, where are you?)
Sad sweetheart of the rodeo
Not an urban legend now
Sad sweetheart of the rodeo