Mac DeMarco - Here Comes The Cowboy Lyrics
Here Comes the Cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Here comes the cowboy
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Nobody
I'm a preacher
A done decision
Another creature
Who's lost its vision
Let it go
Reel it in
For the creature
On television
There's no turning back
To nobody
There's no second chance
No third degree
I'm a fixture
A split decision
A pretty picture
A superstition
Let it go
Cash it in
For the creature
On television
There's no turning back
To nobody
There's no second chance
No third degree
There's no turning back
To nobody
There's no second chance
No third degree
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Finally Alone
Sick of the city locked in with all the pretty people
You need a vacation, somewhere that no one ever would dream to go
Somewhere mundane, hop on the train, see where it goes
Finish your ride, hop off and hide
Now that you're finally alone
Oh yeah, yeah
Honey, you're finally alone
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh
Out in the country, tending to all the pretty cattle
It turns out the cowboy dreams of the city, who could have ever known?
Hop on a plane, fly out to Spain, Intentalo, yeah
Pick up your bags, cure your jet lag
Now that you're finally alone
Oh yeah, yeah
Honey, you're finally alone
Oh yeah, yeah
Honey, you're finally alone
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Honey, you're finally alone
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco, Alexander Meen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Little Dogs March
Hope you had your fun
All those days are over now
The sun sets at the skyline
Say goodnight and kindly take your bow
March on, little doggy
March on, little dog
Hope you got your fill
All those days are over now
The river's all dammed up
So fill your cup, kindly take your bow
And march on, little doggy
March on, little dog
March on, little doggy
March on, little dog
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Preoccupied
Passin' around
You blacken your body
No conversation
To ease up your mind
And nobody seems
To see the outside of it
Preoccupied
And nobody's hiding it
Preoccupied
Nobody's hiding it
Preoccupied
Nobody's hiding it
Opened your mind
Filled it with bullshit
Locked up your heart
Without even knowin' it
Must be a sign
The days that we're living in
Preoccupied
And nobody's hiding it
Preoccupied
And nobody's hiding it
Preoccupied
Nobody's hiding it
Preoccupied, yeah
And nobody's hiding it
Preoccupied
And nobody's hiding it
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Choo Choo
Choo choo
Take a ride with me
Choo choo
You can die with me
Choo choo
Take a ride with me
Choo choo
Come and die with me
Choo choo
Choo choo
Come and die with me
Choo choo (choo choo) (choo choo)
You can die with me
Choo choo
Choo choo
Choo choo
Choo choo
Choo choo
Choo choo
Choo choo
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco, Alexander Meen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
K
As the years blow by, baby
The more I come to know myself
The more it seems my love grows for you
And surely I'd be dead, baby
Had I gone with someone else
For this and more, my love sold to you
K
Anytime it feels as though my love has gone away
K
Settle down, turn around, and take this song, and let it play
Got to know your heart, baby
Still so much for me to learn
And as I do, my love stays with you
And surely I'd be done, baby
Had I made another turn
Glad the turn that I made was you
K
Anytime it feels as though my love has gone away
K
Settle down, turn around, and take this song, and let it play
K
Anytime it feels as though my love has gone away
K
Settle down, turn around, and take this song, and let it play
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Heart to Heart
To all the days we were together
To all the time we were apart
Of each other's lives
Heart to heart
And so I had a late arrival
So we never saw the start
Of each other's lives
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Know it seems so quick and easy
Sentimentally assumed
Walking parallels
Heart to heart
To all the days we were together
To all the time we played a part
In each other's lives
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Heart to heart
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Hey Cowgirl
Hey, cowgirl
Hey, cowgirl
Will you stay on the farm
Or will you come on back with me?
Hey, cowgirl
Give up all of your stars
To watch some TV
Hey, cowgirl
What's it gonna be?
Hey, cowgirl
Try the big city lights
For a little while
Hey, cowgirl
Sure as hell ain't no stars
Down the dairy aisle
Hey, cowgirl
What's it gonna be?
Hey, cowgirl
What's it gonna be?
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
On the Square
Brother's hands
This time it's in brother's hands
Baby, are you satisfied?
Is this all that you had in mind?
On the square
Live a life that isn't there
Square it up
Call me once you've had enough
Brother's hands
Feel the grip of brother's hands
Baby, it's been rectified
Locked outside and left to die
On the square
Live a life that isn't there
Square it up
Call me once you've had enough
On the square
Live a life that isn't there
Square it up
Call me once you've had enough
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
All of Our Yesterdays
Holdin' out
Another day has come and let you down
All of our yesterdays have gone now
Tearin' up
Lookin' for a shoulder to prop you up
All of our yesterdays have gone now
All of our yesterdays have gone now
All of our yesterdays have gone now
All of our yesterdays have gone
And that don't mean your dream is over
And that don't make your heart beat slower
Such a shame to complain
When all of our yesterdays have gone away
Holdin' on
An image of a memory, another song
All of our yesterdays have gone now
Call me up
When you need a shoulder to prop you up
All of our yesterdays have gone now
All of our yesterdays have gone now
All of our yesterdays have gone now
All of our yesterdays have gone
And that don't mean your dream is over
And that don't make your heart beat slower
Such a shame to complain
When all of our yesterdays have gone away
And that don't mean your dream is over
And that don't make your heart beat slower
Such a shame to complain
When all of our yesterdays have gone away
Writer: MacBriare Samuel Demarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Skyless Moon
I know how things have changed for you
Remember that the days are numbered
Springtime turns to summer
With or without you
Little man
The autumn came and changed up your plans
Remember now, they're dead and gone
No one wants you singin' along
More, more, more, more
More, more, more, more
Baby blue
I've been makin' changes, too
Remember now that time's been spent up
There's no place left to rent up
There ain't much else for you to do
Skyless moon
Maybe spring will change up your tune
Remember now, it's dead and gone
Memories keep singin' their songs
More, more, more, more
More
More, more, more, more
More
More, more, more, more
More
More, more, more, more
More
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Baby Bye Bye
Oh, ha, ma-ma-ma
Oh, mwah ma-ma-ma-mwah
Another night
You don't sleep at all
You lay awake
Waitin' for that call
But it never comes
And it never will
One more love to fall
Down from your windowsill
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye (uh, yeah)
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye (so long, darling)
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye (ooh, ooh)
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye (ooh, bye-bye-bye-bye)
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye (woo)
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye (ooh, bye-bye-bye-bye)
Bye-bye, baby
Baby, bye-bye
Yee haw
Oh
Yee haw
Uh, ah
Yee haw
Mama
Yee haw
Ma
Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha
Yee haw
Mama
Ya hahahaha
A-yee haw, oh
Yee, hee, hee
Oh, ho-ho, ha-ha-ha
Yee haw
Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha
Ah, ha-ha-ha
Get along, little doggy
Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha
Writer: MacBriare DeMarco
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.