I know pick-up truck means your down on your luck anymore
And boots and straw hats are just a thing of the past anymore
And ever since waving, I cant find no one to buy into sad country songs
And tell me whose gonna ride us away, when the last cowboys gone
Is there a place I can find, any three quarter time anymore
Is there a dirtier jukebox that spins on a dime anymore
They changed all the words and the cow girls they all sing along
But tell me whose gonna ride them away when the last cowboys gone
If John Wayne, Jim and Roy are now just some cowboys
That yesterday stampeded on,
Then tell me whose gonna ride us away, whose gonna do that way
Does everything good have to change till the last cowboys gone
