The cowboy 11
Once they rode high
Hitting the hills and mountains
Blowing up hot smoke in the air
They rode on a party
Fighting hard to stay relevance
Through the years they stood
Until greed took them away
Dreaming of riches
Dreaming of power
Dreaming to stand on stage
Dreaming to stand tall
When they felt they got the chance
The cowboy 11 shifted tent
In the new crowd they could sing
No realizing it wasn't a long haul
Now they have nothing
Some gone quiet hiding away
Others try to crawl out to relevancy
They know they lost the bullets
In the last election
Many lost their seats and deposits
The voters told them to disappear for good
Don't come back to play politics
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