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There's a damn good Cowboy Lives out in the hills Works hard for the brand Till the sun disappears The world made him rough But he hired out tough Never asked for a thing All he has is enough Some say he's gone, It's all in past The way of the Cowboy Wasn't made to last Seems every day you hear somebody say The old west is gone It's just wrinkled remains Ain't skilled in conversation His minds someplace else On a job that needs doing Rather keep to himself May strike you as different But it don't matter none He does things the old way He'll carry on Letras de canciones Some say he's vanished. Some say he's gone But the Cowboy's still out On the range he calls home Seems every day you hear somebody say They've all faded to dust With those old western ways Well I've learned quite a lot From this old hired hand The boys call him pard I call him Dad And maybe someday I can be a lot like him Or lucky enough to be Half the man And I hope that he's proud, of the things that I've done Pass on the torch Between Father and Son Seems every day you hear somebody say They've all faded to dust With those old western ways Lost in the wind Like an old coyote song But the cowboy ain't gone He'll carry on No cowboys ain't gone We'll carry on From Letras Mania