Letra da Música: The Cowboy - Oliver K7

A man without a life's solution/
a man without a prosecution/
when a old cowboy fall of your horse/
he make die the rule of the course.

A woman came here/
have asked help to the king liar/
with a child in your arms/
she take burn.

The grass in your heat/
show how walking with a snake in your belt/
Holly Christ is my coordinate/
Holly Bible is my grenade.

Let me bring the Mr. Clint cows/
let me kill my son-in-law/
I'll still my legacy in other county/
I'll feel the blues in my laugh.

This is the blaze of my glory/
I'm worried about my blood doubt's/
I'll kill in my hurry/
in nowhere I'm out.

oliver kayo sete