ChorusD
This is the last cowboy song
G
The end of a hundred year waltz
A
Voices sound sad as they're singing along
D
Another piece of America's lost
Verse 1D
He rides a feed lot and clerks in a market
A
On weekends selling tobacco and beer
A
His dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences
D
But he'll dream tonight of when fences weren't here
D
He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark
A
And eyeball to eyeball Ol' Wyatt backed down
A
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas
D
And rode with the Seventh when Custer went down
ChorusD
This is the last cowboy song
G
The end of a hundred year waltz
A
Voices sound sad as they're singing along
D
Another piece of America's lost
Verse 2D
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas
A
And Louis L'Amour has told us his tale
A
And Willie and Waylon and me sing about him
D
And wish to God we could have ridden his trail
BridgeD
The Old Chisholm Trail is covered in concrete now
G
And they truck 'em to market in fifty foot rigs
A
They just blow by his market never slowing to reason
D
Like living and dying was all he did
ChorusD
This is the last cowboy song
G
The end of a hundred year waltz
A
Voices sound sad as they're singing along
D
Another piece of America's lost
OutroDGD
This is the last cowboy song
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