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Brock Zeman
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Guitar Fool
I wish I were a drifter flipping a nickel or a dime Head's I go to Tennessee tail's I buy some wine I'd sleep out in the tall grass down beside the tracks My eyes upon the night sky and my head upon my pack I wish I was a drifter
I wish I were a gambler with a big ol' watch and chain I'd go down to Reno I'd find me a game I'd only keep the company of jokers, kings and queens A fat cigar between my teeth and ace's up my sleeve I wish I was a gambler
If I was a cowboy on an aimless horse I'd ride Across the flat deserted plain until the moon took to the sky Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When I'd build a fire and rest awhile and roll me a cigarette And strum away some lonesome tune 'til sleep filled up my head I wish I was a cowboy
Instead I'm just a simple man a lonesome guitar fool Trying to write this little song at a quarter after two Wishing I had gold and silver and a big ol' watch and chain Cause I'd trade them all for words so fine they could bring you on home to me Lord, I wish you'd come on home to me
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