Sitting up here in this New York townhouse   Decorated in grays and blues and everybody knows   Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose      When that old wild streak beneath my skin   Sets my crazy spree again   They'll all say I told you so   Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose      'Cause I still like to drink my beer   And I still love a honky tonk   Where the good ole girls will always dance with you   When the high falootin' women won't      And I'm locked into a way of life   I can't give it up, I know it makes me sad   Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose   It makes me sad   Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose      Sometimes falling makes more sense   Than sitting in the middle of the same old fence   You're gonna loose either way you go   And love won't grow for a cactus and a rose      So I'm sitting up here in this New York townhouse   Decorated in grays and blues and everybody knows   Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose      'Cause I still like to drink my beer   And I still love a honky tonk   Where the good ole girls will always dance with you   When the high falootin' women won't      And I'm locked into a way of life   I can't give it up, I know it makes me sad   Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose      It makes me sad   Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose