"Camouflage Cowboy" lyrics

"Camouflage Cowboy"

I wake up with Jesus, put on my jeans
Slip on my boots and I hit my knees
Praying Lord these voices in my head
Won't let me sleep, could you put 'em back to bed?

Then I act tough, yeah I act strong
I play it Cool Hand Luke like there ain't nothing wrong
I cover up the scars, I drown out the noise
I hide from it like a camouflage cowboy

I don't wear this hat to be like John Wayne
It just helps keep the sun off of the pain
And it beats me down but I ain't done
'Cause I know the battle I fight ain't one that ain't been won

Yeah I act tough, yeah I act strong
I play it Cool Hand Luke like there ain't nothing wrong
I cover up the scars, I drown out the noise
I hide from it like a camouflage cowboy

Oh, I ain't no better than you
I wrestle with the devil, yeah I fight demons too
And I'm so tired thinking can't nobody see
So I'll sing it in a song and wear it on my sleeve

Yeah I act tough, yeah I act strong
I play it Cool Hand Luke like there ain't nothing wrong
I cover up the scars, I drown out the noise
I hide from it like a camouflage cowboy
Yeah I hide from it, I'm just a Camouflage Cowboy


Thanks to Tigger for correcting these lyrics.
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