The world has gone to hell it seems,
but he's out mending fence.
The lessons of a hard day's work
teach his common sense.
He's humble and he's modest
Hard at work, rain or shine
A day off is preparation
He ain't wasting any time
He's true grip and
lonesome dove
Bustin' broncs and ranch rodeos
A staple of the
West
Like the sage and the buffalo
I'm always willing to lend a hand,
never ask for praise or fame
Shepherd of the land,
cowboy is his name
He's old for a young man,
he'll hide away his pain
Irrigating beneath the blazing
sun and praying for some rain
A true romantic and poet too
Though he hasn't much to say
He may wear his heart out on his sleeve
But there's still work to do today
He's true grit and lonesome dove
Bustin' bronze and branch rodeos
A staple of the
West
Like the sage and the buffalo
Always willing to lend a hand
Never ask for praise or fame
Shepherd of the land
Cowboy is his name
The simple way of life,
some might complicate
He can tell you a story that
could set your
Whatever style he has is his own
Pays no attention to trends
He may wear the same clothes to town
He wore the brand calves in
True crib and lonesome dove
Bustin'
Bronx and ranch rodeos
A staple of the
West
With the sage and the buffalo
Always willing to lend a hand
Never ask for praise or fame
The shepherd of the land
Cowboy is his name
Cowboy is his name
you