Last Cowboy Song Testo

This is the last cowboy song the end of a hundred year waltz Voices sound sad as they're singing along another piece of America's lost He rides a feed lot and clerks in a market on weekends selling tobacco and beer 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 Voices sound sad as they're singing along another piece of America's lost Remington showed us how he looked on canvas And Louie L'Amore 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 living and dying was all he did This is the last cowboy song the end of a hundred year waltz Voices sound sad as they're singing along another piece of America's lost This is the last cowboy song the end of a hundred year waltz Voices sound sad as they're singing along another piece of America's lost This is the last cowboy song the end of a hundred year waltz Voices sound sad as they're singing along another piece of America's lost