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Text: Cat Empire. So Many Nights. Voodoo Cowboy.

His mother was a snake
His father was a scarecrow
Born in the desert with his hat on his head
Never missed a shot, sharp as a pharaoh

Tequila in the sunrise, the desert was his bed
Now he could dance the barn dance
Like nobody before him
But no woman would take him

'Cause his eyes were rather strange
In them you could see the emptiness of the desert
Yellow like a scarecrow
Black like a snake

He was a voodoo cowboy
And he had never found a girl to call his own
On and on and on that lonely cowboy
But a cowboy's never really
Cowboy's never really alone, really alone

He had a horse whose name was Plenty
And they saw things no man or beast should ever seen
Out in the redness, out in the empty
Where ghosts and spirits walk around like you and me

He met a girl called Annabelle
And she was just the prettiest thing he'd ever seen
Under a lake at the edge of the world
He met a girl, walking through the edges of his dreams

Because you see, he was a voodoo cowboy
And he was following a psychedelic stream
On and on and on, that lonely cowboy
But a cowboy's never really
Cowboy's never really deceived, really deceived

So they rode down under the water
And the sunset made a fire above his head
In search of warmth, in search of love
In search of Heaven above
But all he felt was cold and all he touched was wet

But he could see her down a little bit deeper
And all he wanted was to hold her to his chest
So he reached out and she reached out
And he touched her and she drew him in
And kissed him as he breathed his final breath

Because you see, he was a voodoo cowboy
And he had finally found a girl to call his own
On and on and on, lucky lucky cowboy
Because cowboy's almost always
Cowboy's almost always die alone, die alone
They die alone, they die alone