Cowboy Song
by Garth Brooks
Pushin' horns wern't easy like the movie said it was
And I don't recall no dance hall girls
Or hotel rooms with rugs
You worked hot and tired and nasty
Rode your pony's head too low
There were all the nightsyou couldn't sleep
'Cause it was too damn cold
And you'd sing "Strawberry Raon" and "Little Joe
Like the time we hit the river
And the rains began to fall
And the water was risin' so damn fast
We thought it'd drown us all
We lost a lot of steers that day
And four or five good mounts
But when all the boy rode into camp
We knew that's what counts
And we sang, yippee ti yi yay and "Amazing Grace"
Or the night they broke behind us
And then they took us by suprise
I whistled out to Bonner, I seen the terror in his eyes
And he rode for all his horse would ride
And I know he done his best
But he crossed over Jordan ridin' Dunny to his death
And we sang "Bringing In The Sheaves" and "The Rugged Cross"
So when you dee the cowboy, he's not ragged by choice
He never meant to bow them legs
Or put that gravel in voice
He's just chasin' what he really loves
And what's burnin in his soul
Wishin' to God that he'd been born a hundred years ago
Still singin' "Strawberry Roan" and "Little Joe"
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Lyrics submitted by Vanessa.
And I don't recall no dance hall girls
Or hotel rooms with rugs
You worked hot and tired and nasty
Rode your pony's head too low
There were all the nightsyou couldn't sleep
'Cause it was too damn cold
And you'd sing "Strawberry Raon" and "Little Joe
Like the time we hit the river
And the rains began to fall
And the water was risin' so damn fast
We thought it'd drown us all
We lost a lot of steers that day
And four or five good mounts
But when all the boy rode into camp
We knew that's what counts
And we sang, yippee ti yi yay and "Amazing Grace"
Or the night they broke behind us
And then they took us by suprise
I whistled out to Bonner, I seen the terror in his eyes
And he rode for all his horse would ride
And I know he done his best
But he crossed over Jordan ridin' Dunny to his death
And we sang "Bringing In The Sheaves" and "The Rugged Cross"
So when you dee the cowboy, he's not ragged by choice
He never meant to bow them legs
Or put that gravel in voice
He's just chasin' what he really loves
And what's burnin in his soul
Wishin' to God that he'd been born a hundred years ago
Still singin' "Strawberry Roan" and "Little Joe"
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Lyrics submitted by Vanessa.
These lyrics are not available for printing.



