Cowboy
The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion Lyrics


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Cold gray buildings where a hill should be.
Steel and concrete closing in on me.
City faces haunt the places i roam alone.

Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide, too late.
To fight now, to die to try.

Winds that once blew free now scatter dust to the sky
Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide, too late.




To fight now, to die to try.

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion's song Cowboy present a dreary and bleak image of the cityscape, which is represented by "cold gray buildings where a hill should be" and the suffocating presence of "steel and concrete closing in on me." The lyrics depict the isolation and loneliness that the singer experiences while wandering through the city, haunted by the sight of people's faces, but unable to connect with them. The repetition of the word "cowboy" seems to refer to the singer's feelings of being an outsider, a lone ranger in a world that he doesn't belong to.


The next stanza continues with the melancholic tone, as the singer describes the winds that once blew free but now only scatter dust to the sky, perhaps indicating the passing of a time that he remembers fondly. However, the chorus interrupts these thoughts, bringing the sense of urgency and the realization that it's too late to run or hide. The use of repetition again emphasizes the futility of any action, as the singer is unable to find a way out of his predicament.


Overall, the song presents a vivid image of a person trapped in a hostile environment, no longer able to find refuge in the symbol of freedom and independence that the cowboy once represented.


Line by Line Meaning

Cold gray buildings where a hill should be.
The landscape has been shaped by humans with structures replacing natural features.


Steel and concrete closing in on me.
The urban environment is becoming suffocating and oppressive.


City faces haunt the places i roam alone.
The singer is surrounded by people but still feels alone and isolated.


Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide, too late.
The artist feels trapped and powerless in their current situation.


To fight now, to die to try.
The only options left are to struggle and potentially die fighting for change.


Winds that once blew free now scatter dust to the sky
The natural world has been degraded by industrialization and pollution.


Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide, too late.
Reiterated feeling of being trapped and powerless.


To fight now, to die to try.
Reiterated notion that struggle is the only option left.




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Taylor Brinkley

I always feel like a cowboy when I listen to this.

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