Concrete Cowboys Lyrics

Concrete Cowboys eat granite grits
They don't always wear hats or sling guns on their hips
But they know a song by the taste on the lips
And he's as lonesome on any given day as the sound of that far away train
That he prays someday will take him away
Lucky Lucinda was a big city girl
Hungerin for country in a rock n roll world
Dice shootin Darren was a sucker for Merle
She saw the hollow look in his eyes and she longed to slide his boots
Under her bed tonight
Chorus:
You'll never make him a home
For he's a ramblin stone
Little girl, he can get darker than you've ever known
And he always rides alone
Chorus 2:
You're best to leave him alone
For he's a ramblins stone
Little girl, things can get darker than you've ever known
And he always rides alone