The days are dead and the den exposed
If I could be a cowboy I would've never come home Sleep outside by a fire (that would burn) all night Tonight I'm fighting anyone willing
Tonight I won't be a man letting love in
I can't get her back on my pointless lies now
I kissed her face and I slept in a bar Sleep outside by a fire (that would burn) all night Just doesn't feel the same anymore
We burnt down their house but we left their dough
Then fires smoked on the roofs, higher than morn
His guns won't shoot, his horse won't go on Sleep outside by a fire...