Now don't you try to tell me The West is dead and gone That cowboys have faded out And just a memory lives on There's a few of us left And were alive and goin' strong From the rollin' hills of Texas To the wild Montana plains We still work on horseback Just like the good old days Now maybe it ain't quite the way it was Once upon a time The West might be changing But it's still too tough to die As long as there's a place where the eagle flys free Where cattle roam the prairie just as far as you can see There'll always be a reason and a need for cowboys like me From the rollin' hills of Texas To the wild Montana plains We still work on horseback Just like the good old days Now maybe it ain't quite the way it was Once upon a time The West might be changing But it's still too tough to die Oh, the West might be changing But it's still too tough to die