Our heroes were cowboys but now they are clowns
Their not wearing medals they sport evening gowns
My friend took a bullet went back then took two
No one tells the story that he had been through
But me I play guitar for the ones who can't
It's easy to break when you're already bent
It's time for the people to know what we are
Cattle for sale fill the seats at the bar
We're cattle for sale fill the seats at the bar
You're cattle for sale fill the seats at the bar
I try to write songs about the things that I learned
My heroes are cowboys for whom it concerns
And if you've got questions about who you are
I learned long ago that we're something like tar
Soft when it's hot and hard when it's cold
Wrinkles and cracks. And it leaks when it's old
It's time for the people to know what we are
Tools of a trade you stay sharp you get far
We're tools of a trade you stay sharp you get far
You're tools of a trade you stay sharp you get far
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