Tribute to a Cowboy

Tribute to a Cowboy

A horse a saddle and a bedroll to call home

Pushing cattle sleeping cold until the dawn

Coffee and a biscuit, and its time to ride again

God bless all the cowboys and the life that they live

Breaking young colts at dawn, cleaning cattle pins by ten

Throwd twice to the ground and the pain is setting in

A ride to town a cold beer, down by where the river bends

Can’t go, made a promise, you have to shoe an old friend.

A horse a saddle and a bedroll to call home

Mending tack by the fireside all alone

Coyotes are howling and the cattle are on edge

Tonight like so many nights, your saddle is your bed

Musical break

The bulls broke thru the wire, there as wild as the wind

Scattered in the cedars you could use a few good men

It took you all day long to get’em back from where they been

Be thankful but remember you now have fence to mend.

A horse a saddle and a bedroll to call home

In the summer the cedars and the pine trees are your home

Chill sets in, gather cattle, and it’s down the trail again

The geese are over head, old man winter is in the wind.

A horse a saddle and a bedroll to call home

Pushing cattle sleeping cold until the dawn

Coffee and a biscuit, and its time to ride again

God bless all the cowboys and the life that they live