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This is the last cowboy songThe end of a hundred year WaltzThe voices sound sad as they’re singin’ alongAnother piece of America’s lost
He rides the feed lots, clerks in the marketsOn weekends sellin’ tobacco and beerAnd his dreams of tomorrow, surrounded by fencesBut he’ll dream tonight of when fences weren’t here
He blazed the trail with Lewis and ClarkAnd eyeball to eyeball, old Wyatt backed downHe stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in TexasAnd rode with the 7th when Custer went down
This is the last cowboy songThe end of a hundred year WaltzThe voices sound sad as they’re singin’ alongAnother piece of America’s lost
Remington showed us how he looked on canvasAnd Louis Lamour has told us his taleMe and Johnny and Waylon and Kris sing about himAnd wish to God, we could have ridden his trail
This is the last cowboy songThe end of a hundred year WaltzThe voices sound sad as they’re singin’ alongAnother piece of America’s lost
This is the last cowboy songThe end of a hundred year WaltzThe voices sound sad as they’re singin’ alongAnother piece of America’s lost
This is the last cowboy songThe end of a hundred year Waltz

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