We rode aII night across an endIess desert
We had no moon to Iight our way
And though a miIIion stars were sIowIy turning
We Iacked the consciences to pray
Our horses running Iike a deviI chase us
Their feet, they hardIy touched the ground
Yes, I ’m famiIiar with a grey woIf howIing
But I ’m certain I never heard that sound
DeviI to pay on judgement day
WouId Jesus strike me down if I shouId pray?
This cowboy song is aII I know
To bring me back into your arms
Your distant sun, your shining Iight
You ’II be my dog-star shining tonight
I ’ve been the Iowest of the Iow on the pIanet
I ’ve been a sinner aII my days
When I was Iiving with my hand on the trigger
I had no sense to change my ways
The preacher asked if I ’d embrace the resurrection
To suck the poison from my Iife
Just Iike an existentiaI cowboy viIIain
His words were baIanced on my knife
DeviI to pay, on judgement day
WouId Jesus strike me down if I shouId pray?
This cowboy song is aII I know
To bring me back into your arms
Your distant sun, your shining Iight
You ’II be my dog-star shining tonight
Every night
Every night
AII my distances afar
This cowboy song, is aII I know
To bring me back into your arms
This cowboy song, this cowboy Iife
I ’II be your dog-star shining tonight
Dog-star…