Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck been through
the best of his friends
On a long lonesome highway in an old pickup truck
Crossed Texas like a hot dusty wind
He was all around cowboy back in1949 from the top it's been
long way down
Since the whiskey and the women started winnin' his
time
They rode him high and hard to the ground
He remembers the thrill of bein' a winner in the days of his
first rodeo
But there's somethin' about winning that didn't last
forever
Maybe tomorrow things'll get better if devil lets loose of
his soul
He'll be be the all around cowboy again
[ ac.guitar ]
So he rolls up a smoke and he sips his Old Crow
Whipes the whiskers that cover his chin
And he grins as he dreams of old rodeo he's the all around
cowboy again
He remembers the thrill...
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