KATHARINA SENNHOLZ
Lichtenau, Germany 
 

 

One of the Nights (When Civilization Hurts)

My pony's in the stable
It's time to go back home
But tonight I just can't bring myself to go
There's this feeling again
that I don't belong here
that I should be thousands of miles away
where the saddle is my pillow and my blanket is the sky
In the place where the cowboys belong

This is one of the nights when civilization hurts
When the yearning for the wide open spaces comes back
When the sky tells the legend of the lonely cowboy
And my deep love for this life grows stronger again
It is one of the nights when civilization hurts

The competitions over
The weekends passed all thru
Full of sun and rain and dust and mud
Now I'm back here in town
but I'd love much more
to sleep outside near my pony again
where country music fills my ears and all the cowboys are around
In the place where the cowboys belong

This is one of the nights when civilization hurts
When the yearning for the wide open spaces comes back
When the sky tells the legend of the lonely cowboy
And my deep love for this life grows stronger again
It is one of the nights when civilization hurts

 

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