Cowboys And Angels Songtext

von Jessie Murph

Cowboys and angels, like whiskey and fire
Bad reputation that you can′t deny
(Yeah) my mother said, "It will never work"
I said, "To hell, let it burn"
(Yeah) only two things in life that you just can't wrangle
Cowboys and angels

All white, snoot boot, dirty south
Gold on his neck, gold in his mouth
Date night me to Pappadeaux
He had me sippin′, talkin' slow

He keep that thing right in his boot
He whip the horse, ain't got no roof
He always taste like hundred proof
That′s one game I knew I′d lose

Cowboys and angels, whiskey and fire
Bad reputation that you can't deny
(Yeah) my mother said, "It will never work"
I said, "To hell, let it burn"
(Yeah) only two things in life that you just can′t wrangle
Cowboys and angels

Yeah, tastes like Texas Cuban links
That B pro promethazine
Yeah, he throws back another drink
That Pyrex in the kitchen sink

You gotta know when to hold 'em or fold ′em
I got out that bitch like Rambo in a Lambo'
With a handle like a vandal
He ain′t even see me leave
'Cause I was in his camo'

Like cowboys and angels, whiskey and fire (yeah)
Bad reputation that you can′t deny
(Yeah) my mother said, "It will never work"
I said, "To hell, let it burn"
(Yeah) only two things in life that you just can′t wrangle
Cowboys and angels

(Yeah...)