Old Pair of Jeans - Live

I aint a cowboy no more
 I know what you're thinking, guess you heard it before
 I get so tired yet can't sleep
 Or maybe I'm there this could all be a dream
 I wish you didn't get hung up so easily,
 When you're bound to fall apart, you always fall apart at the seams
 I'm so worn, I'm so torn, tossed aside like an old pair of jeans
 I aint a cowboy no more
 You won't hear my spurs clinck down the hall
 I learnt the trade off the street
 I hold my head up everytime time that we meet
 I wish you didn't get hung up so easily
 When you're bound to fall apart, you always fall apart at the seams
 I'm so worn, I'm so torn, tossed aside like an old pair of jeans
 Well I got no choice
 You know you just take me over
 Well you'll never see me dyin'
 Or ever stop me tryin'
 God willin' always keep me flyin'...high
 I aint a cowboy no more
 I know what you're thinking, guess you heard it before
 I learnt the trade off the street
 I hold my head up everytime that we meet
 I wish you didn't get hung up so easily
 When you're bound to fall apart, you always fall apart at the seams
 I'm so worn, I'm so torn, tossed aside like an old pair of jeans
 Yeah, like an old pair of jeans
 Yeah, like an old pair of jeans
 Yeah, like an old pair of jeans
 Like an old pair of jeans