Till the Cows Come Home
I woke up this morning to a trackless day
And you 200 miles away
Thought all about the hidden cost
Much more than the tickets I lost
Someone else is getting healed
Somewhere south of Bakersfield
But I won’t stop I can’t quit
Till we make a perfect fit
Cause I’m gonna love you Till the Cows come home
I’m gonna love you until I text your phone
Baby I’m gonna love you
Till all the ships come in
Till the Cubbies win
Till I fade away I’ll be talking about
How I’m all in and I can’t get out
Got a 100 things to say
But even if you don’t see it my way
That’s alright I’ve got time
And lots of words that really rhyme
Honey you could light that fuse
In your money room table dancing shoes
I won’t stop I can’t quit
Till we make a perfect fit
Cause I’m gonna love you Till the Cows come home
I’m gonna love you until I text your phone
Baby I’m gonna love you
Till all the ships come in
Till the Cubbies win
Till I fade away I’ll be talking about
How I’m all in and I can’t get out
Written by Gary Hyde
© 2014 Gary Hyde Music BMI