Cardboard Cutout Sundown

You hardly know a day goes by

In the cardboard cutout sundown

The moon popped up like a gallery duck

Sipped up gold from the sunny cup

And longhorns sawed the buggy grass

And a cowboy blew a harp sitting on his chapped ass

And the prarie flowers didn't look a bit queer

And the stars struck the sand cartwheeled

And poked in the prarie

A cactus juice stand the only place

The crows couldn't land

The bluebottle flies were as big

As a cowboy's eyes

And their buzz was as loud as rattlers

A fire engine red whistle blows raspberries

In a cloud of whipped steam

A tungle weed ran out black patent yarn stinkbug hoops

From above a living mail thriving dot

In perfect sympathy

With the cardboard cutout sundown

You hardly know a day goes by

In the cardboard cutout sundown