The cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range
In the back of an alley
Out for the count and when we're down
We've thrown in the towel too many times
The honey the hive could be holding
The captain and the kid stepping in the ring
Are there chances in life for little dirt cowboys
Captain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboy
And all this talk of Jesus, coming back to see us
For cheap easy meals and hardly a home on the range
Couldn't fool us
While little dirt cowboys turned brown in their saddles
Brown dirt cowboy, still green and growing
For there's weak winged young sparrows that starve in the winter
Broken young children on the wheels of the winners
Out for the count and when we're down
Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change
Out for the count and when we're down
Very clearly a case for corn flakes and classics
Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change
Fantastic the feedback
From here on sonny sonny sonny, it's a long and lonely climb
We've thrown in the towel too many times
And the sixty-eight summer festival wallflowers are thinning
We've thrown in the towel too many times
Hand in hand went music and the rhyme
Sweet chocolate biscuits and red rosy apples in summer
Captain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboy
For it's hay make and "Hey mom, do the papers say anything good
From the end of the world to your town
Captain fantastic and the brown dirt cowboy
For we were spinning out our lines, walking on the wire
City slick captain
"Two teas both with sugar please"
From the end of the world to your town
Should I make my way out of my home in the woods"
