People often tell me That all my songs are sad Lately i spend all my time alone and feeling bad but they can rest assured that i've seen good times too but good times they don't sound as good as the things that make me blue good times they don't rhyme as well and happy songs don't always tell the truth about the living hell that a woman sometimes brings I used to like watching hippie dance till i traded mine in for a burning man chances are it wasn't meant to be so i'll keep writing cowboy songs and being me theres laughing on the hillside theres crying down below theres a crook on every corner and theres mercy on your soul theres a woman that will love you and theres a woman that will cheat theres a loyal dog just waitin alone on every street so get a dog good times they don't rhyme as well and happy songs don't always tell the truth about the living hell that a woman sometimes brings i went over to her house to make amends and found her jumping on the bed with all my friends chances are it wasn't meant to be good times they don't rhyme as well and happy songs they don't always tell the truth about the living hell that a woman sometimes brings the girl in echo park was cute til she ran off with the blue man group chances are it wasn't meant to be so i'll keep picking this here guitar and feeling mean theres a bar girl in the window she's staring back at me shes still as a stubborn statue she's fine as make believe but shes filled with bad intentions and her eyes are made of sin she's taken fire and brimstone to the lives of many men stear clear the good times they don't rhyme as well and happy songs don't always tell the truth about the living hell that a woman sometimes brings so take advice from me my friend just don't fall in love with a mannequin chances are it wasn't meant to be just keep stealing cowboy songs and feeling free we'll just keep stealing cowboy songs and feeling free