The Last Cowboy Song
By Ed Bruce
Words & Music by Ed Bruce & Ron Peterson
rmofle at satx.rr.com
6/19/2005
Chorus:
[D]This is the last cowboy song
The [D]end of a hundred-year [G]waltz
The [A]voices are sad as they're singing along
[A]Another piece of America's [D]lost
[D]He rides the feedlot and clerks in a market
[D]On weekends selling tobacco and [A]beer
His [A]dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences
But [A]he'll dream tonight of when fences weren't [D]here
He blazed a trail with Lewis and Clark
And eyeball to eyeball, old Wyatt backed down
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas
And rode with the 7th when Custer went down
Chorus
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas
And Louis Lamour has told us his tale
Waylon and Willie and me sing about him
And wish to God we could have ridden his trail
(Verse spoken over chorus)
The old Chisolm trail is covered in concrete now
They drive 'em to market in fifty foot rigs
They roll by his marker not slowin' to read it
Like livin' and dyin' was all that he did
By Ed Bruce
Words & Music by Ed Bruce & Ron Peterson
rmofle at satx.rr.com
6/19/2005
Chorus:
[D]This is the last cowboy song
The [D]end of a hundred-year [G]waltz
The [A]voices are sad as they're singing along
[A]Another piece of America's [D]lost
[D]He rides the feedlot and clerks in a market
[D]On weekends selling tobacco and [A]beer
His [A]dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences
But [A]he'll dream tonight of when fences weren't [D]here
He blazed a trail with Lewis and Clark
And eyeball to eyeball, old Wyatt backed down
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas
And rode with the 7th when Custer went down
Chorus
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas
And Louis Lamour has told us his tale
Waylon and Willie and me sing about him
And wish to God we could have ridden his trail
(Verse spoken over chorus)
The old Chisolm trail is covered in concrete now
They drive 'em to market in fifty foot rigs
They roll by his marker not slowin' to read it
Like livin' and dyin' was all that he did
