The Last Real Cowboy

The Last Real Cowboy

I was only three sittin’ on his knee
Hearing all those tales he’d tell
About the good ol’ days when he’d ride the range
And blaze those rugged trails
He let me steer the tractor when he’d plow
Raising cattle and his family made him proud
He was the last real cowboy

He tamed the land with his own two hands
Like his grand-daddy had done
He loved his wife and the simple life
Of workin’ with his sons
He was up at dawn with his Stetson on
He didn’t stop to rest till the sun went down
He built a legacy
The last of a dying breed
He was the last real cowboy

He was strong and brave and he showed real faith
And earned respect from all
He would plant his seeds, drop to his knees
And pray for rain to fall
When the cause was just, he always took a stand
He taught me work and how to be a man
He was the last real cowboy

He tamed the land with his own two hands
Like his grand-daddy had done
He loved his wife and the simple life
Of workin’ with his sons
He was up at dawn with his Stetson on
He didn’t stop to rest till the sun went down
He built a legacy
The last of a dying breed
He was the last real cowboy

I remember it well when I got the call
That the cowboy’s work was done
It was nearly night when I reached his side
And watched that setting sun
He said his trail was waiting in the sky
So I tipped my hat and said my last good-bye
To the last real cowboy

He tamed the land with his own two hands
Like his grand-daddy had done
He loved his wife and the simple life
Of workin’ with his sons
He was up at dawn with his Stetson on
He didn’t stop to rest till the sun went down
He built a legacy
The last of a dying breed
He was the last real cowboy

Copyright Eric Dodge, Amy Lacey

Recording credits:
Vocal: Eric Dodge
Background vocal: Andy Dodge