The cowboy has the money

a cigarrette was all he had
when his decision came into my head

the other sad morning we'd reached a true sound
his hands a-bleeding, he was singin' a song

about the wild, and his living eyes wild
about the time, and its silly jokes, old times

the cowboy has the money
but he cannot see.

understand me, i ain't got no birds
i cannot hear singings, not any word of love

when he was in jail i can remember well
there were many stories to be told and hearts to swell
(so well).

the cowboy has the money
but he cannot see
the cowboy has the money
he's already been paid
the cowboy has the money
don't you think
he's already been paid?
the cowboy has the money
he's already been paid..

understand me, i ain't got no words