Paul Heaton - The Horse and Groom lyrics

[Verse 1] From a hip saloon in the Horse and Groom Cowboy rides alone now, whistling different tune But it's time to lose the whiskey, just step down off that stool The stallion riding, pistol-hiding, sentimental fool [Pre-Chorus 1] I won't ride into the sunset behind the only grief I won't say that I don't love her with a toothpick in my teeth [Chorus] I rode into this one-horse town when the horse have just three legs And now they're trying to rid this place of the lowlifes and the dregs Dig that ground six feet down, for everyone to see The saddle of that trusty steed and me [Verse 2] This arthritic pain, in the pouring rain Whilst inside on the jukebox, Tammy sings again But next time that you see these boots, they'll not be on my feet They'll be hanging from the slow coach, to the local cemetery [Pre-Chorus 2] A true cowboy will lay his hand which way the bottle spin Wake up next to doused out fire, with bean juice down his chin [Chorus] And me... [Outro] From a hip saloon in the Horse and Groom Difficult to believe now, he was a cowboy in his day...