Lyrics

It's closing time at the cafe, late one Thursday night
Keg's run dry, Cabo Wabo's gone, everyone feels all right
There's a pile of dishes still to wash, at least they're out of site
I drank beer, sang songs, a shot of tequila, Can't drink another bite

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Saltwater Cowboy, I've been growing up my whole life
Wearing shorts and cowboy boots and sleeping with my wife
I'm a lone wolf and a son-of-a-bitch 'cause I aint their little toy
That's the way it is, that's who I am, Saltwater Cowboy

Here I am again, another organized waste of time
We'd be better off with an ice cold beer and a big 'ol slice of lime
I ain't no goody two shoes, but I'd give you my last dime
Or the shirt right off my back, and that my friend's no crime

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North wind blows at 25 knots and white caps on the sea
We drive our pickups on the sand, the bros' community
Ride some waves then rope a beer, the timing is the key
Another late night driving home to see the family

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I'm an adrenaline junky with an addiction for guitars
At seventeen I played my fiddle in smoke-filled country bars
I herd my quiver of surfboards in my pickup trucks, not cars
A wreck or two, I'm driving home watching out for the cops' radars

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I hope someday that I grow old with grandkids on my lap
I live each day like it's the last and I can't find the map
An optimist, the cup's half full, I know we'll make the gap
I'll keep going on and on until I take a nap

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