
Date of issue: 30.09.1982
Song language: English
Last Cowboy Song |
He rides a feed lot and clerks in a market |
On weekends selling tobacco and beer |
His days’re spent surrounded by fences |
But he’ll dream tonight of when fences weren’t here |
The Old Chisholm Trail is covered by concrete |
They truck 'em to market in fifty foot rigs |
They blow by his market never slowing to reason |
Like living and dying was all he did |
This is the last cowboy song… |
This is the last cowboy song… |
This is the last cowboy song |