Faster Horses (cowboy And The Poet) — текст песни (Tom T. Hall)

He was an old time cowboy don`t you understand
His eyes were sharp as razor blades his face was leather tanned
His toes were pointed inward from a hangin` on a horse
He was an old philosopher of course
He was so thin I swear you could have used him for a whip
He had to drink a beer to keep his breeches on his hips
I knew I had to ask him about the mysteries of life
He spat between his boots and he replied
It`s faster horses younger women older whiskey more money
[ trumpet ]
He smiled and all his teeth were covered with tobacco stains
He said it don`t do men no good to pray for peace and rain
Peace and rain is just a way to say prosperity
And buffalo chips is all that means to me
I told him I was a poet I was lookin` for the truth
I do not care for horses whiskey women or the loot
I said I was a writer my soul was all on fire
He looked at me and he said you are a liar
Son it`s faster horses younger women older whiskey more money
[ trumpet ]
Well I was disillusioned if I say the least
I grabbed him by the collar and I jerked him to his feet
There was somethin` cold and shiny laying by my head
So I started to believe the things he said
Well my poet days`re over and I`m back to bein` me
As I enjoy the peace and comfort of reality
If my boy ever asks me what it is that I have learned I think that I will readily affirm
Son it`s faster horses younger women older whiskey more money
Faster horses younger women older whiskey more money
Faster horses younger women older whiskey more money
It`s faster horses younger women older whiskey more money