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