#where have all the Cowboys gone

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"Where is my happy ending, where have all the cowboys gone?"

Where Have All the Cowboys Gone? | Paula Cole

Model: Macauley Rogers

Photographer: Thomas Knights for Red Hot 100

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[mikatheseer]

where have all the—

[subpixie420]

Oh, you get me ready in your '56 Chevy

Why don't we go sit down in the shade?

Take shelter on my front porch

The dandelion sun scorching

Like a glass of cold lemonade

I will do the laundry

If you pay all the bills

Where is my John Wayne?

Where is my prairie song

Where is my happy ending?

Where have all the cowboys gone

Why don't you stay the evening?

Kick back and watch the TV

And I'll fix a little something to eat

Oh, I know your back hurts from working on the tractor

How do you take your coffee my sweet?

I will raise the children

If you pay all the bills

Where is my John Wayne?

Where is my prairie song?

Where is my happy ending?

Where have all the cowboys gone?

I am wearing my new dress tonight

But you don't, but you don't even notice me

Say our goodbyes

Say our goodbyes

Say our goodbyes

We finally sell the Chevy when we had another baby

And you took that job in Tennessee

You made friends at the farm

You'd join them at the bar almost every single day of the week

I will wash the dishes

While you go have a beer

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Paula Cole - Where Have All the Cowboys Gone? (Official Music Video)

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Where Have All The Cowboys Gone? - Paula Cole

Number 8 5/23/97

[dolores-hazy]

I just dislike guys at a visceral level. The whole might makes right thing violent subtext in every interaction they make my skin crawl.

My secret

Binding bending

Until breaking

And entering impatient

To stake a claim

Heavy breathing bleeding

Breeding the order of things

Breaking fresh-baked bread

Over bloated bruised body

Sweeping crumbs out to pasture

One hand clutching

A broom, the other his

Cock crowing a new day

Bills to feed and mouths to pay

Be a dear and clear the table

Dessert is on you tonight

Home sweet home sweet

Cherry pie cyanide

One hell of a life

[preachereater]

where is my marlboro man, where is his shiny gun?

[lankyledlights]

i miss joe buck

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HAIM cover Where Have All The Cowboys Gone? by Paula Cole at Pitchfork (2019)

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[orteil42]

we are in dire need of some new media trend. we've done pirates, we've done cowboys; we've gone through two whole zombie revivals. aliens and space themes have basically been a constant since at least the 1950s, as have robots and evil AIs. we went pretty heavy on vampires for a while. we've also done dinosaurs, ninjas, musicals, wizards, sea creatures, ancient rome, ancient egypt, middle ages out the wazoo, entirely too much world war II, we're currently overdosing on our superhero phase, we've done monsters (misunderstood), monsters (radioactive), fake guy in the real world, real guy travels to fake world, caves & mining, vikings, what if you were really small, genre parody as a genre, sand, New York, time travel, something racist goes down in the jungle, neurodivergent detective, buddy cops, crooked cops, gangsters, bank heists in particular, kid has powers, revolt against the corporate world, portals, social insects, dragons, the British, global apocalypse, martial arts, roadtrip as self-discovery, Jesus, clones, clowns, babysitting goes wrong, demonic possession, ghosts of all kinds, talking animals, fucking with the stock market, restaurant ownership, dwarves, planes, and spies. where do we go from here. what's our next big thing

[citizenstarlight]

                It was another idyllic day on the ranch, and Annie could say without a doubt that she was happy. Away from all her troubles, she just curled up in Leon’s muscular arms. But someone had to make breakfast, so quietly, she snuck out of bed, not wanting to wake him from his slumber. After all, he had worked so hard; he deserved all the sleep he could get. Carefully, she put on her robe as she went to the kitchen.

                The sun began to rise as she turned on the coffee maker. A yawn escaped her as she removed eggs, sausage, and potatoes from the fridge. A soft but happy sigh escaped her as she cut the potatoes. Finally, she heard him stir and enter the room. “Good morning,” she greeted him as she added spices to the mix. "How did you sleep?” Without being asked, she began preparing his coffee how he liked it.

★ ╼ starter call. | @warspun ( leon )

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Where Have All The Cowboys Gone? - Paula Cole - 1996