| Song | Farther Down The Line |
| Artist | Lyle Lovett |
| Album | Lyle Lovett |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Let's have a hand for that young cowboy | |
| And wish him better luck next time | |
| And hope we see him up in fargo | |
| Or somewhere farther down the line | |
| This time he sure drew a bad one | |
| One that nobody could ride | |
| But by the way he pulled his hat on | |
| You knew he'd be there for the fight | |
| And it's the classic contradiction | |
| The unavoidable affliction | |
| Well it don't take much to predict son | |
| The way it always goes | |
| One day she'll say she loves you | |
| And the next she'll be tired of you | |
| And push'll always come to shove you | |
| On that midnight rodeo | |
| He almost made it to the buzzer | |
| Somehow he gave up in the end | |
| He put one hand around the other | |
| And let that pickup man on in | |
| And it was his last chance to ride it | |
| And now he'll have to move along | |
| But he knows back in his mind that | |
| He won't be away for long | |
| And it's the classic contradiction | |
| It's the unavoidable affliction | |
| It don't take much to predict son | |
| The way it always goes | |
| Because one day she'll say she loves you | |
| And the next she'll be tired of you | |
| And push'll always come to shove you | |
| On that midnight rodeo | |
| So let's have a hand for that young cowboy | |
| And wish him better luck next time | |
| And hope we see him up in fargo | |
| Or somewhere farther down the line |
| Let' s have a hand for that young cowboy | |
| And wish him better luck next time | |
| And hope we see him up in fargo | |
| Or somewhere farther down the line | |
| This time he sure drew a bad one | |
| One that nobody could ride | |
| But by the way he pulled his hat on | |
| You knew he' d be there for the fight | |
| And it' s the classic contradiction | |
| The unavoidable affliction | |
| Well it don' t take much to predict son | |
| The way it always goes | |
| One day she' ll say she loves you | |
| And the next she' ll be tired of you | |
| And push' ll always come to shove you | |
| On that midnight rodeo | |
| He almost made it to the buzzer | |
| Somehow he gave up in the end | |
| He put one hand around the other | |
| And let that pickup man on in | |
| And it was his last chance to ride it | |
| And now he' ll have to move along | |
| But he knows back in his mind that | |
| He won' t be away for long | |
| And it' s the classic contradiction | |
| It' s the unavoidable affliction | |
| It don' t take much to predict son | |
| The way it always goes | |
| Because one day she' ll say she loves you | |
| And the next she' ll be tired of you | |
| And push' ll always come to shove you | |
| On that midnight rodeo | |
| So let' s have a hand for that young cowboy | |
| And wish him better luck next time | |
| And hope we see him up in fargo | |
| Or somewhere farther down the line |
| Let' s have a hand for that young cowboy | |
| And wish him better luck next time | |
| And hope we see him up in fargo | |
| Or somewhere farther down the line | |
| This time he sure drew a bad one | |
| One that nobody could ride | |
| But by the way he pulled his hat on | |
| You knew he' d be there for the fight | |
| And it' s the classic contradiction | |
| The unavoidable affliction | |
| Well it don' t take much to predict son | |
| The way it always goes | |
| One day she' ll say she loves you | |
| And the next she' ll be tired of you | |
| And push' ll always come to shove you | |
| On that midnight rodeo | |
| He almost made it to the buzzer | |
| Somehow he gave up in the end | |
| He put one hand around the other | |
| And let that pickup man on in | |
| And it was his last chance to ride it | |
| And now he' ll have to move along | |
| But he knows back in his mind that | |
| He won' t be away for long | |
| And it' s the classic contradiction | |
| It' s the unavoidable affliction | |
| It don' t take much to predict son | |
| The way it always goes | |
| Because one day she' ll say she loves you | |
| And the next she' ll be tired of you | |
| And push' ll always come to shove you | |
| On that midnight rodeo | |
| So let' s have a hand for that young cowboy | |
| And wish him better luck next time | |
| And hope we see him up in fargo | |
| Or somewhere farther down the line |