Grant-Lee Phillips - Buckaroo lyrics

Curled-up by the station you are Nothing to your name but a bag on your shoulder well Where could you be bound No one there to say goodbye Waitin' for a train to take you out to another life All dreams let you down There's a world outside Your mama doesn't want you to know about Where the night's alive and vellum coaches cruise With their black windows down It's up to you Buckaroo It's up to you Hey you're still wild west and true It's up to you Buckaroo Light a-coming down the track You wonder what you're leaving but you can't help looking back You're still as d**h as in a photograph There's a world ahead That you've only read of in magazines Where the sidewalks shine with the names of stars From the silver screen It's up to you Buckaroo It's up to you Hey you're still wild west and true It's up to you Buckaroo Once back at home they'll be laughing and counting the days 'Til you return oh that they never learn That you don't live for them anyway No you don't live for them anyway It's up to you Buckaroo It's up to you Hey you're still wild west and true It's up to you Buckaroo It's up to you Buckaroo It's up to you Hey you're still wild west and true It's up to you Buckaroo Ooh ooh Still wild Still wild It's up to you Buckaroo It's up to you Hey you're still wild west and true It's up to you Buckaroo Ooh ooh Ooh you're still wild Still wild