Sixty Cowboys

Bryson/McDowall

Lying low, the thoughts you show
But soon it all could turn around
It's always hard to try
But soon you'll find
You're not so easily thrown
Left on your own

If I could climb upon a horse like yours
And ride into the night the way you do
I would, I would

Sitting alone, you know what's true
Hands clasped around your ears, it feels
Like sixty cowboys riding through
Taking the time to feel you're home
Inside and up you're still alone
Trying to be at home with you
And you

In time it will all fall into place
And you'll know, you'll know, you will know
It's easy to hide only your face
Thinking it will go, go, go, go
But it's with you still
All that you are
To say is all I have
All I have

If I could climb upon a horse like yours
And ride into the night the way you do
I would, I would

If I could climb upon a horse like yours
And ride into the night the way you do
I would, I would

Is it really like this?
Is it really like this?

From April 1985 BBC Peel session
Although credited to Bryson/McDowall, it was written by Rose alone