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The Last Cowboy

Artist: WordMonkeyErrol
Artist's Description
An ordinary guy - Truck Driver Daydreams about other lives he might have had. But he lives an everyday heroic life. This is the hinge upon which the song turns.

Genre(s): Contemporary Country, General Country
Mood(s): Cool, Easy, Positive, Relaxed
Style(s): Story
Language(s): English
Standard License:$50.00
Extended License:$150.00
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The Last Cowboy

By WordMonkeyErrol
[Intro]

[Verse]
He’s the last
Cowboy on the range.
Branding, herding, roaming.
Cows and big skies
His companions.
No fences hold him in.
Sleeping out
Deep in the back pastures
Under moon
And shooting stars.
Nothing ever
Ties him down.

[Bridge]
At home his wife is working
In the hospital
On the other side of town.

[Chorus]
Got two kids.
Hopes and dreams
For them to go to college.
Most weeks
Him and her
Together,
They manage to meet
All the bills.
Sometimes there’s a little
Left to put away.
Dreams and college
Take some paying.
And the big old Dodge
Eighteen-wheeler
Is humming
Down the highway
Still one thousand miles
From home.

[Verse]
He’s the last
Gunfighter on the frontier.
Got his scars
To prove it.
Carries lead
Below his ribcage,
In his shoulder.
His kills
He has given up
Counting.
One day
He’ll be
The slower man.

[Bridge]
At home his wife is working
In the hospital
On the other side of town.

[Chorus]
Got two kids.
Hopes and dreams
For them to go to college.
Most weeks
Him and her
Together,
They manage to meet
All the bills.
Sometimes there’s a little
Left to put away.
Dreams and college
Take some paying.
And the big old Dodge
Eighteen-wheeler
Is humming
On down the highway
Still one thousand miles
From home.

[Verse]
He’s the last
Tin-star sheriff
In some one-bar
One-horse town.
Never fires the first shot
But he always
Fires the last.
Faced down
The Clantons.
They left three men
Dead or dying
In their blood
All lying.


[Bridge]
At home his wife is working
In the hospital
On the other side of town.

[Chorus]
Got two kids.
Hopes and dreams
For them to go to college.
Most weeks
Him and her
Together,
They manage to meet
All the bills.
Sometimes there’s a little
Left to put away.
Dreams and college
Take some paying.
And the big old Dodge
Eighteen-wheeler
Is humming
Down the highway
Still one thousand miles
From home.
Each has always been
The other’s hero.
But they are not
The kind of folks
To tell each other so.
Each has always been
The other’s hero.
But they are not
The kind of folks
To tell each other so.
Not
The kind of folks
To tell each other so.

[Outro]
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