Tall City Blues Flatland Cavalry

[Verse 1]
Well, I hate this town, hate this place
There ain’t nothin’ to do
Except go down to the bar each night
And drink ‘til 2
I hate my job
I’m always in a bad mood
I fear I’m comin’ down with a case
Of the tall city blues
Well, I’m a CPA, I got my B.B.A. from TTU
I crunch numbers in a highrise
Countin’ barrels o’ crude
Me and my buddies bitch in the breakroom
‘Cause our boss went golfin’ this afternoon
Left us to fend for ourselves
In the tall city blues

[Chorus]
Tall city dreamin’ is the difference
In believin’ in makin’ a livin’
Or lovin’ what you do
Raisin’ a family among strangers
And wildcatters who
Were brought here by the boom
We’ll all be strangers soon
With tall city blues