Shooter Jennings - Concrete Cowboys lyrics

Concrete Cowboys eat granite grits They don't always wear hats or sling guns on their hips They know a song by the taste on her lips And he's as lonesome on any given day as the sound of that far away train that he prays someday will take him away Lucky Lucinda was a big city girl Hungerin' for Country in a Rock-n-Roll world Dice shooting Darren was a s**er for Mearle She saw the hollow look in his eyes She longed to slide his boots under her bed tonight You'll never make him at home for he's a ramblin stone Little girl, he can get darker than you've ever known And he always rides alone You're best to leave him alone for he's a ramblin stone Little girl, things can get darker than you've ever known