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They said the cowboy way of living
has withered away and is long gone
Least that's what I seen in the movies
and heard in all them old country songs

They tell me bout how them olden days
and the way cowboy's life used to be
Is now just faded pages in books
of folklore and revered history

So I headed out to Montana 
so that maybe I might understand
Just how them old cowboys could make it
livin their life out there on the land

Well lo and behold I could hardly
believe the things these eyes of mine saw
To my surprise you see, all them old 
cowboy ways weren't gone after all

They are still out cowpokin' just like
time for them has never had to change
Still a ropin’, ridin’ and brandin’
and pushing them cows across the range 

Still searching for a few straying cows
from rugged canyons, mountains and streams
A rounding them all together for 
dehorning and branding so it seems
 
Still bustin’ all them ‘onry ole broncs
that's as wild as the hot prairie wind 
Out riding alone along miles of 
them fences looking for breaks to mend

Still singing all those old cowboy songs 
while gathered around the campfire light 
A telling their tall tales of glory
underneath a bright rustler’s moon light

Still feeling the scorching summer's sun 
that burns the grass and dries out the sage
Giving everything they can muster
for a few beans and almost no wage

Still working hard and loving harder
the way that cowboys have always done
I know I will ride alongside them
because a cowboy I have become

The great life of the western cowboy
that everyone thought was dead and gone
May have had its place in history
but I say the best is yet to come

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