i got the cocaine to keep menncocaine to keep me home,nnmy best buckaroos to the west coast have gone.nnoh, i could've bought a ticketnncould've bought a ticket but what would i have donennwith no lines in my pocket and a nose for the setting sun.nnnni found a new cowboy, found a new cowboy,nni have something to do,nna fresh bed of roses to keep me amused.nnhe rode from seattle, on the trail from seattle,nni heard he's done hard time, but he brings backnnthis bad girl some good boy hometown 'shine.nnnnso sail away ladies, saddlesore maybe,nnwith a nose to the setting sun,nni'll be right behind you when the roses have had their run.nnnnme and my cowboy, me and my cowboynngonna ride til we ride no more,nntil the six shooter draws and the cocaine becomes a chore.nnso sail away ladies, saddlesore maybe,nnwith a nose to the setting sun,nni'll be right behind you when the roses have had their run.nnnnbaby's got blue skies up ahead.