Just Another Cowboy

Riding out among the tall grass and sage I came on a pile of old cowboy's bones No grave was dug and there was no marker to say who it was that died here alone I wonder if when his final light blinked was there someone who held his memory Or was he just a lonely old cowboy who roamed o'er this vast Montana prairie Did he have a woman he left behind to shed a tear or cry out in sorrow Were there any children who might want to carry his name into their tomorrow Or maybe he had folks back in the east who hadn't heard from him in many years Where his mamma mourned her son every night praying for him through eyes filled up with tears Whoever he was will never be known so I unmounted and dug him a grave I wrapped his bones up in my camp blanket on a bended knee a prayer I gave Lord would you please watch over this man’s soul as he rides your herd through eternity Where the grass is green and the water’s sweet because he’s just another cowboy like me