Red Elvises - Sad Cowboy Song lyrics

I bet you heard lots of tales About love, about glory That's all bullsh** Here goes my story I was born in Chernobyl Grew up on a farm Though my father was dead I was son of a gun Whoa-oa-oa, the Sad Cowboy Song Whoa-oa-oa, the Sad Cowboy Song My sweetheart, Mary-Lou She was a folk singer I gave her the ring She gave me the finger She treated me bad--she tickled my tummy She done me wrong! But at least she done me Whoa-oa-oa, the Sad Cowboy Song Whoa-oa-oa, the Sad Cowboy Song (Guitar and drum solos) My horse went to heaven He had too much gra** I ain't got no pants To cover my a** My guitar ain't got strings My gun doesn't shoot Ooooh, this life stinks And so do my boots Whoa-oa-oa, the Sad Cowboy Song Whoa-oa-oa, the Sad Cowboy Song (Guitar solo)