All Around Cowboy

Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck

He's been through the best of his friends

On a long lonesome highway and an old pickup truck

Crossed Texas with a hot dusty wind

He was all around cowboy 1959 from the top it's been a long way down

Since the whiskey and ladies started winning his time

They rode him high and hard to the ground

But he remembers the thrill of bein' a winner

And the feeling of bein' a beginner in the days of his first rodeo

But there was something about winning that didn't last forever

But tomorrow it's bound to get better he'll be the all around cowboy again

The windmills're turning on the west Texas plains but he's dry as an old river bed

He's just like the dust that's a searching for rain but he knows he'll be ridin' again

So he rolls up a smoke and he sips his Old Crow

Whipes the whiskers that cover his chin

He grins as he dreams of the next rodeo to be the all around cowboy again

But he remembers the thrill...