SEVEN HUNDRED
HEAD OF CATTLE
ON AN OLD
FORGOTTEN TRAIL
SIX COWBOYS AND
ONE OLD MAN
AND ANOTHER DAY
OF HELL
CHUCK WAGON
LAGGIN' BEHIND
FROM THE STRAIN OF
A BROKEN WHEEL
THE ONLY THING
TO LOOK FORWARD TO
WAS A CAMPFIRE
AND A MEAL
SLEEPIN' 'NEATH
AN OPEN SKY
WITH JUST THE STARS
ABOVE THEIR HEAD
A SADDLE FOR
A PILLOW
AND SOME SAGEBRUSH
FOR A BED
WAKIN' UP TOMORROW
WAS MERELY DONE
BY CHANCE
BACK WHEN
THE WEST WAS WILD
AND COWBOYS
DIDN'T DANCE
WHEN COWBOYS
DIDN'T DANCE
DIDN'T WEAR
DESIGNER SHIRTS
WHEN THEIR HEARTS
WERE FILLED WITH
MEMORIES
THEIR BODIES FILLED
WITH HURT
THEY WOULD SIT
AROUND THE CAMPFIRE
AND EXCHANGE
A PIERCING GLANCE
BACK WHEN THE WEST
WAS REALLY WILD
AND COWBOYS
DIDN'T DANCE
MORE COFFEE FROM
AN OLD TIN CUP
MORE SWEAT
UPON THE BROW
ANOTHER DAY OF
CHASIN' THAT SAME
OLD LONELY COW
AND EVERY NEW
HORIZON
BEGAN A BRAND NEW
DAY
THIRTEEN HUNDRED
MILES TO GO
AS THEY SLOWLY
MADE THEIR WAY
ACROSS THE PLAINS
OF TEXAS THROUGH
THE COLORADO SNOW
FINAL DESTINATION
BLACK FOOT IDAHO
WHEN COWBOYS
DIDN'T DANCE
DIDN'T WEAR
DESIGNER SHIRTS
WHEN THEIR HEARTS
WERE FILLED WITH
MEMORIES
THEIR BODIES FILLED
WITH HURT
THEY WOULD SIT
AROUND THE CAMPFIRE
AND EXCHANGE
A PIERCING GLANCE
BACK WHEN THE WEST
WAS REALLY WILD
AND COWBOYS
DIDN'T DANCE
WHEN COWBOYS
DIDN'T DANCE
DIDN'T WEAR
DESIGNER SHIRTS
WHEN THEIR HEARTS
WERE FILLED WITH
MEMORIES
THEIR BODIES FILLED
WITH HURT
THEY WOULD SIT
AROUND THE CAMPFIRE
AND EXCHANGE
A PIERCING GLANCE
BACK WHEN THE WEST
WAS REALLY WILD
AND COWBOYS
DIDN'T DANCE
SEVEN HUNDRED
HEAD OF CATTLE
ON AN OLD
FORGOTTEN TRAIL
FIVE COWBOYS AND
ONE OLD MAN
AND ANOTHER DAY
OF HELL
