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Blame It on the Sun

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[Intro] [Verse 1] I wake up early with my boots by the door, Coffee’s black, sky’s been hot before. Radio man says the world’s on fire, Says my old pickup’s a global liar. Grandpa said back in ’53, It was hotter than hell and colder than me. But now they say it’s all my fault, ‘Cause I like my steaks and my V8s loud. [Chorus] Blame it on the sun, blame it on the rain, Blame my horse, my hat, my propane flame. If the ice is meltin’ and the oceans run, Guess it’s all because I’m just havin’ fun. I’m just a cowboy, chewin’ hay, Didn’t know I ruled the climate anyway. [Verse 2] They say cows are burpin’ up the end of days, Should put ‘em on tofu, take their grazing away. They want my grill and my diesel gone, But they still fly private sayin’ I’m wrong. I ain’t got no satellites up in the sky, Just a rope, a beer, and a real good lie. But somehow me and my rusty truck, Got the whole dang planet outta luck. [Chorus] Blame it on the sun, blame it on the breeze, Blame my boots, blame my barbeque cheese. If the weather’s wild and the forecasts run, Guess it’s all because of what I’ve done. I’m just a cowboy, ridin’ free, Didn’t know the climate answered me. [Bridge] If taxes could cool the summer heat, Texas would be snowin’ down on Main Street. They got charts and graphs, I got common sense, And a porch that’s stood through every fence. [Verse 3] I recycle cans and I mind my land, Love them wide open skies, yes ma’am. But I laugh when they say the end is near, Heard that tune every single year. Weather changes, always has, From dusty trails to frozen grass. I tip my hat, say “y’all be well,” Then ride off slow while the headlines yell. [Final Chorus] Blame it on the sun, blame it on the night, Blame my freedom, blame my fight. If tomorrow’s hot or tomorrow’s cold, I’ll still be here growin’ old. I’m just a cowboy, not a king, Didn’t know I controlled everything. [Outro] So crack a smile, don’t lose your head, The world ain’t endin’ like they said. From the prairie dust to the setting sun, Relax a bit… and blame it on fun.