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