It's a worn-out heart from one too many "goodbyes" It's a midnight smoke, driving-all-night kind of life It's a "Baby, I miss you, but I gotta go." Same ol' cowboy, different rodeo Some sing a song Some live for eight Some die young Some just can't Living for the ride Born with a gypsy soul Another day, another dollar, another place in time Another tip of the hat to the next fool in line Same ol' cowboy, different rodeo It's a dusty Bible full of truth It's a half-empty bottle in a motel room It's a dying breed that tends to ride alone Same ol' cowboy, different rodeo Some sing a song Some live for eight Some die young Some just can't Living for the ride Born with a gypsy soul Another day, another dollar, another place in time Another tip of the hat to the next fool in line Same ol' cowboy, different rodeo Some sing a song Some live for eight Some die young Some just can't Same ol' cowboy, different rodeo Same ol' cowboy, different rodeo