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