The Last Cowboy Song

This is the last cowboy song

The end of a hundred year waltz

The voices sound sad as they're singing along

Another piece of America is lost

R: He rides the feed lots,works in a market

On weekend selling tobacco and beer

He dreams of tommorrow surrounded by fences

But he'll dream tonight of when fences weren't here

He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark

And eyeball to eyeball old Wyatt backed down

He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas

And rode with the Seventh when Custer went down

R:

Remington showed us how he looked on canvas

And Louis L`amour told us his tale

Me and Johnny and Waylon and Kris sing about him

And wish to God we could have ridden his trail

.. and the three others sing the chorus.

The old chisom trail is covered in concrete

They truck it to market in fifty foot rigs

They roll by his graveside and don't even notice

Like living and dieing was all he ever did

R: