He was rugged as a prairie
In the middle of July
Riding tall and solitary
Blowing smoke rings at the sky
He was rough around the edges Like the outer county lines
If he was here right now I swear I'd make him mine
Whatever happened to
the Marlboro man?
Did he finally tame the
West Right off in that sunset?
Was he looking for a wild flame
To light him up again?
Cause right now I could
use A Marlboro,
Marlboro man
I don't smoke much, but I would
If he handed me a light
I don't ride horses,
but I could If he offered me a ride
I would worry
about him all day
And let him keep me up all night
Bet you I could make him show his softer side
Whatever happened to
the Marlboro man?
Did he finally tame the
West
Right off in that sunset?
Was he looking for a wild flame
To light him up again?
Cause right now I could use A Marlboro,
Marlboro man
I'm a sweet nostalgia From a western movie scene
But I like to think he ain't a dying breed Man,
I wish I knew the Marlboro man
Did
he finally tame the West Right off in that sunset?