Lyric Midnight Cowboy Song, The

I was in an all night movie
When I heard the usher say
Here comes the midnight cowboy
Got his gun hired out for pay;
You were walking kind of faded
From the Netherlands Hotel
With your hat tipped off to ladies
Really looking well.

Aw Joe, why don t you go back home?
Really hate to see you falling down
Get out of town.

Well you came to New York City With a calendar full of gold
Now they locked it up in the bedroom
And they kicked you out in the cold;
Now you can t afford a little blanket
You can get one from a friend
You can trick one off the corner
You can even keep the change - to spend.

Hey Joe, why don t you go back home?
Really hate to see you come falling down
Get out of town.

There s a soldier in the depot
He s a fighting nightingale
Wearing western boots and buckskin on
Reading fortunes from the penny scale;
Now today he s got a a quarter
For the photograph machine
But tomorrow he ll be lonely lonely
That s the way it s always been.

Poor Joe, why don t you go back home?
Really hate to see you falling down
Get out of town.

I was in an all night movie
When I heard the usher say
Here comes the midnight cowboy again
Got his gun hired out for pay;
You were walking kind of faded
From the Netherlands hotel
Hat tipped off to ladies
Tipped off to gentlemen as well.

Well Joe, why don t you go back home?
Find yourself a girl and settle down
Get out of town
Get out of town
Find yourself a girl, go and settle down
Hey Joe, looking more lost than found
Get out of town.