Riding tall in the saddle
Head high, legs bowed
Pushing two hundred cattle
Down an old gravel road
Hey, that's a man you call Mister
He's known around these parts
For chasing wild horses
And breaking wild hearts
Here's hoping there'll always be
A cowboy
On a long distance ride
Under wide open skies
His hands never slipped on the reigns
A job he can't get away from
On a Sunday to pray some
But the Lord knows he's never gonna stray
Here's hoping there'll always be
A cowboy
He's got a pail of hot water
And sleep in his eyes
'Cause there's a heifer down calving
She picked the middle of the night
Yeah, he works every muscle
To pull the calf out alive
He sees something precious
In that new mother's eyes
Here's hoping there'll always be
A cowboy
Driving herd through the night
There comes morning light
His work's just begun for the day
He knows enough about cattle
To know that sometimes it's a battle
He never says a lot about a little pain
Here's hoping there'll always be
A cowboy
I came down from the city
I said I'd arrived
At the ranch before daybreak
For his last cattle drive
Well, my father's getting older
And that's understood
But he still breaks horses
Like I never could
Here's hoping there'll always be
A cowboy
