The Last Cowboy Song lyrics

This is the last cowboy song

The end of a hundred year waltz

The voices sound sad as they're singin'

along---another piece of America's lost.

He rides a feed lot and clerks in a market

On weekends sellin' tobacco and beer

And his dreams of tomorrow 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, Ol' Wyatt backed down

He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas

And rode with the Seventh when Custer went down.

This is the last cowboy song

The end of a hundred year waltz

The voices sound sad as they're singin'

along---another piece of America's lost.

Remington showed us how he looked on canvas

And Louie L'Amour has told us his tale

And Willie and Waylon and me sing about him

And wish to God we could have ridden his trail

The Old Chisholm Trail is covered in concrete now

And they truck 'em to market in fifty-foot rigs

They blow by his market never slowing to reason

Like livin' and dyin' was all he did

This is the last cowboy song

The end of a hundred year waltz

The voices sound sad as they're singin'

along---another piece of America's lost. (3Xs)

This is the last cowboy song.