Verse
E
He rides a feed lot and clerks in a market
B
On weekends selling tobacco and beer
B
His dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences
E
But he'll dream tonight of when fences weren't here
E
He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark
B
And eyeball to eyeball Ol' Wyatt backed down
B
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas
E
And rode with the Seventh when Custer went down
[Chorus]
E
This is the last cowboy song
A
The end of a hundred year waltz
B
Voices sound sad as they're singing along
E
Another piece of America's lost
[Verse 2]
E
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas
B
And Louis L'Amour has told us his tale
B
And Willie and Waylon and me sing about him
E
And wish to God we could have ridden his trail
[Bridge]
E
The Old Chisholm Trail is covered in concrete now
A
And they truck 'em to market in fifty foot rigs
B
They just blow by his market never slowing to reason
E
Like living and dying was all he did
[Chorus]
E
This is the last cowboy song
A
The end of a hundred year waltz
B
Voices sound sad as they're singing along
E
Another piece of America's lost
[Outro]
E A E
This is the last cowboy song