At the Broken Heart Ranch
You can always get work
As a cowfool
There's feelin's to wrangle
Loose ends to untangle and tie
Sun up to sundown
Ridin' herd on old memories
Sundown to sun up
Singin' the bunkhouse blues
There's a lone bawlin' calf
Lost in a little box canyon
Got no companion
Lord, don't I know how he feels
Up there on the canyon rim
Blows a cold coyote wind
Buzzards grinnin' down at him
I'm singin' the bunkhouse blues
At the Broken Heart Ranch
Saturday night sure gets lonesome
I long for the lights
And the comfort of someone in town
Playin' cards and killin' time
Somebody stole my piggin' line
This ain't no nursery rhyme
I'm talkin' the bunkhouse blues
Guy Clark - Bunkhouse Blues Lyrics
Guy Clark - Bunkhouse Blues Lyrics
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At the Broken Heart Ranch
You can always get work
As a cowfool
There's feelin's to wrangle
Loose ends to untangle and tie
Sun up to sundown
Ridin' herd on old memories
Sundown to sun up
Singin' the bunkhouse blues
There's a lone bawlin' calf
Lost in a little box canyon
Got no companion
Lord, don't I know how he feels
Up there on the canyon rim
Blows a cold coyote wind
Buzzards grinnin' down at him
I'm singin' the bunkhouse blues
At the Broken Heart Ranch
Saturday night sure gets lonesome
I long for the lights
And the comfort of someone in town
Playin' cards and killin' time
Somebody stole my piggin' line
This ain't no nursery rhyme
I'm talkin' the bunkhouse blues
You can always get work
As a cowfool
There's feelin's to wrangle
Loose ends to untangle and tie
Sun up to sundown
Ridin' herd on old memories
Sundown to sun up
Singin' the bunkhouse blues
There's a lone bawlin' calf
Lost in a little box canyon
Got no companion
Lord, don't I know how he feels
Up there on the canyon rim
Blows a cold coyote wind
Buzzards grinnin' down at him
I'm singin' the bunkhouse blues
At the Broken Heart Ranch
Saturday night sure gets lonesome
I long for the lights
And the comfort of someone in town
Playin' cards and killin' time
Somebody stole my piggin' line
This ain't no nursery rhyme
I'm talkin' the bunkhouse blues
Writer: GUY CLARK, VERLON THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC