Greener Pasture

I'm sittin' on the front porch, cigarette burnin'
 The Maker's in my coffee, sure ain't workin'
 I see the dirt from where his boots used to lay
 Still phantom pains after a couple of days
 Now I wonder if he ever thought about turnin' around
 Bet he's past El Paso by now
 I was his Texaco, a stop just along the road
 I shoulda known I ain't his last Rodeo
 I was his blue sky, but he's like the sunrise
 Matter of time before he comes and he goes
 'Til one day you wake up, he's packin' up his truck
 And he don't even know what he's after
 But cowboys always find a greenеr pasture
 Bet he's rollin' through a nеw town and she's fallin' for his accent
 She don't know that he's a dust cloud, he's beautifully tragic
 He stays for the night but he's gone by the mornin'
 Let him move in your life like a Tennessee storm
 And this shouldn't tear you up, break you down this bad
 Lovin' somethin' you never had
 I was his Texaco, a stop just along the road
 I shoulda known, I ain't his last Rodeo
 I was his blue sky, but he's like the sunrise
 A matter of time before he comes and he goes
 'Til one day you'll wake up, he's packin' up his truck
 And he don't even know what he's after
 But cowboys always find a greener pasture
 And all that ever mattered, livin' hard and livin' faster
 Freedom was a dagger to a knife holder
 There ain't no ever after, you're special, then you're shattered
 Damn, he's got a way of leavin' his mark
 Yeah, I was his Texaco, a stop just along the road
 I shoulda known I ain't his last Rodeo
 I was his blue sky, but he's like the sunrise
 A matter of time before he comes and he goes
 'Til one day you wake up, he's packin' up his truck
 And he don't even know what he's after
 But cowboys always find a greener pasture
 But cowboys always find a greener pasture