Lonesome L.A. Cowboy

Lyrics: Peter Rowan
Music: Peter Rowan

chorus
I'm just lonesome L.A. cowboy
Hanging out, and hanging on
To your window ledge, callin' your name
From midnight until dawn
I been smoking dope, snorting coke
Trying to write a song
Forgettin' everything I know
Till the next line comes along
Forgetting everything I know
Till the next line comes along

So many pretty people in this city, and I swear
Some of them are girls
I meet 'em down at Barney's Beanery
In their platform shoes and spit curls
I buy 'em drinks, we stoke our hopes
And try to make it one more night
When I'm left alone at last
I feel like I'll die from crying

[chorus]

I know Kris and Rita and Marty Mull (note 1)
Are meeting at the Troubadour
We'll get it on with the "Joy Of Cooking"
While the crowd calls out for more
Around six o'clock this morning
I'll be gettin' kind of slow
When all the shows are over, honey, tell me
Where do you think I go?

[chorus]

Till the next line comes along
Notes
(1) in rehearsals with Old And In The Way, Peter Rowan sang
I know all the stars in Hollywood
Are meeting at the Troubador
We'll get it on with the band that's playing there
While the crowd calls out for more
Old And In The Way Recordings
     Date Album
      1 Oct 1973 That High Lonesome Sound Old And In The Way
 
New Riders Recordings
     Date Album
      1973 The Adventures Of Panama Red
     13 Jun 1975 Armadillo World HQ
      1992 Midnight Moonlight
     30 Jul 2006 Live At Turkey Trot


Futher Information
For more information on recordings see Matt Schofield's Grateful Dead Family Discography
For online chords and TAB see www.rukind.com

 


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