Eu Acho Que Não

I don't think so
Can't hold the pain of a heart
I don't think so
I left everything I loved to give you attention

I left my dog named Golden
And the cattle life I always loved
I left my horse named Thunder
My spur, my lasso, my old jacket

I don't think so
City is not a place for a cowboy, no
I don't think so
If it's to live like this, I don't accept, no

Missing the farm and the viola music
My pair of spurs, cowboy friends
Missing my old viola
And the gypsy bull that dad gave me

I don't think so
City is not a place for a cowboy, no
I don't think so
If it's to live like this, I don't accept, no

I left my dog named Golden
And the cattle life I always loved
I left my horse named Thunder
My spur, my lasso, my old jacket

I don't think so
City is not a place for a cowboy, no
I don't think so
If it's to live like this, I don't accept, no

Missing the farm and the viola music
My pair of spurs, cowboy friends
Missing my old viola
And the gypsy bull that dad gave me

I don't think so
City is not a place for a cowboy, no
I don't think so
If it's to live like this, I don't accept, no

I don't think so
City is not a place for a cowboy, no
I don't think so
If it's to live like this, I don't accept, no