"Shootin' the Bull (In an Old Cowtown)" as written by and Larry Michael White Monty Russ Criswell....
Me and Junior, Sonny and Steve hangin' at the fillin' station
And drinkin' Cokes out by the grease rack a week before graduation
Telling lies bout the girls we knew perpetuating backseat legends
Fours years worth of near misses too numerous for me to mention

Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown
Watching grass grow as the sun goes down
Cruising Friday nights at the Dairy Queen
Driving 'round and 'round
Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown

I got tired of sitting around chewing on the same old stories
And I decided the girl next door wasn't enough to hold me
I left town on the 4th of July and caught a glimpse in my rearview mirror
Of Junior, Steve, and Sonny at the gas station
Looking like a permanent fixture

Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown
Watching grass grow as the sun goes down
Better be careful where you take a step, keep one eye on the ground
They're shootin' the bull in an old cowtown

Well, I took a long gander at the high rise world
And life on the big city streets
It's folks talking on the corner, and gabbing on the steps
When I think about it all, well I'd much rather be

Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown
Watching grass grow as the sun goes down
While life goes by at a much slower pace
Than the speed of sound
Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown

Shootin' the bull in an old cowtown


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"Shootin' the Bull (In an Old Cowtown)" as written by Monty Russ Criswell Larry Michael White

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