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Andrew W Watts - The Dark Hours Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sometimes a boy becomes a man, tryin' decide if he can stand
Ya know the chase is sometimes better than the catch
On the seedy side of town , where those dark hours goin down
Until the Sunday mornin, sun is comin' round

[Chorus]
How I miss those dark hours, we were cowboys cuttin' loose
In pursuit of an adventure
In pursuit of a good time
A few hours at the bar
Where no one knows where we were or are
Yeah I got those old dark hours on my mind

[Verse 2]
And therе's a place where you can go
Hеre or there, and I don't know where
And you can draw outside the lines a little bit
And when the night is over and the lights are all turned off
And no one's got a sober damn left to give

[Chorus]
How I miss those dark hours, we were cowboys cuttin' loose
In pursuit of an adventure
In pursuit of a good time
A few hours at the bar
Where no one knows where we were or are
Yeah I got those old dark hours on my mind
How I miss those dark hours, we were cowboys cuttin' loose
In pursuit of an adventure
In pursuit of a good time
A few hours at the bar
Where no one knows where we were or are
Yeah I got those old dark hours on my mind
[Outro]
Yeah I got those old dark hours on my mind