Closest To A Cowboy

Taylor Swift

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Intro: Verse: I drive around this town in a Mustang with the top down Six running horses under my hood well that’s good enough for me I don’t need the real thing It’s just another thing for me to try and tame Don’t know if I could; It might just break me Pre-Chorus: I thought that for a little while Every sunset I’d be running off with him Snap buttons on a denim shirt blue jeans and a little dirt That’s the closest you’ll see me Feet hanging out a pick-up truck crazy and a little rough Running free That’s the closest to a cowboy you’ll see me Verse: Before I met him I was so safe and grounded Before he taught me to lie and crawl out the window I learned the dirt roads and I got my heart broken ’Cause that cowboy taught me how to cry and how to let go Pre-Chorus: I thought that for a little while Every sunset I’d be running off with him Snap buttons on a denim shirt blue jeans and a little dirt That’s the closest you’ll see me Feet hanging out a pick-up truck crazy and a little rough Running free That’s the closest to a cowboy you’ll see me Bridge: It was all a bit wonderful and strange But I’ll never look at a sunset the same now Snap buttons on a denim shirt blue jeans and a little dirt That’s the closest you’ll see me Feet hanging out a pick-up truck crazy and a little rough Running free Sit fishing on a river bank swimming in a water tank That’s the closest you’ll see me Feet hanging out a pick-up truck crazy and a little rough Running free That’s the closest you’ll see me Outro:

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La chanson évoque le désir de liberté et d'aventure à travers la vie d'une jeune femme qui se remémore une relation marquante. Elle se imagine conduite par une sorte de cowboy dans un monde où le vent souffle dans ses cheveux, se déplaçant avec insouciance à travers la campagne. Avant de le rencontrer, sa vie était bien rangée, mais il lui a ouvert les portes d’un nouvel univers, regrettant parfois cette innocence perdue. Il est question de moments simples, comme pêcher au bord d'une rivière ou conduire avec des amis, où le sentiment de vie authentique et brut s'impose. Ces souvenirs lui rappellent que même si elle n'est pas une vraie cowgirl, cette expérience lui a permis de toucher quelque chose de plus profond.

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