i bet you heard lots of tales about love about glory that s all bullshit here goes my story i was born in chernobyl grew up on a farm though my father was dead i was son of a gun whoa oa oa the sad cowboy song whoa oa oa the sad cowboy song my sweetheart mary lou she was a folk singer i gave her the ring she gave me the finger she treated me bad she tickled my tummy she done me wrong but at least she done me whoa oa oa the sad cowboy song whoa oa oa the sad cowboy song my horse went to heaven he had too much grass i ain t got no pants to cover my ass my guitar ain t got strings my gun doesn t shoot ooooh this life stinks and so do my boots whoa oa oa the sad cowboy song whoa oa oa the sad cowboy song 