At a party Getting late And everybody here they look like They're about half my age I strike up conversation With a girl standing In the hall I said, "I'll never be a cowboy" She laughed said no You're too small But in time I'm starting to see all the signs Go change your hair Go change your friends Go change your clothes Be someone else Just not yourself That's how it goes Better now I suppose Than in a year or two I guess It's true that I am Getting old I'll never be a cowboy Sam said it's cause I Talk too much He might've had a point But I wouldn't know Interrupted But in time You're starting to see all the signs Go change your hair Go change your friends Go change your clothes Be someone else Just not yourself That's how it goes Go change your hair Go change your friends Go change your clothes Be someone else Just not yourself That's how it goes Heading home Starts to rain I flag a taxi off the street Ask the driver 'do you know John Wayne?' But he's just looking at the road