Recorded LIVE at a Songwriters Listening Room event in Tallahassee, Florida hosted by the Unitarian Universalist Church on Meridian Road.
Morty Beckman helping out on guitar fills.
Lyrics
I wish I was a cowboy, an old philosopher of sand, with a million ragged proverbs of weather, rope, and land.
I'd drive my herd to market, I'd sell 'em to the man. Then I'd kick back in some hotel... clean sheets, you understand.