Ballad of the Snow Leopard and the Tanqueray Cowboy

Comfort me said she with your conversation With a cocktail and the candle light in your
eyes
Ain’t it funny how we hunger for some
inspiration
And everything else that money just won’t buy Men have lied and many good girls have gone astray Just to hear that gypsy play one more lilting
cowboy song
Where the rivers run dry and the mountains
blow away
He sings of lovers and how they lay Beneath that crazy frontier moon
I ain’t no golden boy, I ain’t no Grecian dancer I ain’t no loud mouth cowboy from the West I’m not the kind of man with all the answers
I surely know the songs that suit me best
But now lately there’s been something on my mind It’s growing stronger all the time
Comes to me when I’m alone
I’m a poet and I’m bound to walk the line Between the real and the sublime
And give the muses back their own.
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your kisses I’ll keep a running tab on all your time
I have the most is what she misses
The clock is hers, the hour glass is mine
I’m her lover not a man bent on revenge Hanging out here on the fringe of my native
border land
Counting the days the sun shone golden across
her head
We were lying on the banks of the bayou’s edge
Comfort me said she with your conversation With a cocktail and the candle light in your eyes Ain’t it funny how we hunger for some inspiration And everything else that money just won’t buy Everything else money just won’t buy