Song Lyrics

The cowboy lives forever And dreams ... As long as there's a faded pair of blue jeans Wide brimmed hats and leather There's a little bit of Roy and Dale in all of us Though all of us don't wear the cowboy boots and spurs A man will dream of rescuing a damsel in distress He was born from the dust of the western plain Raised up tall and straight like a cactus tree And the girl likes to dream that it's her He's John Wayne, he's Gene Autry, he's me His home range stretches from Hawaii to Maine You can find a cowgirl at the rodeo She'll shuffle to the two-step like the cowboys do She might be wearing petticoats or maybe boots and chaps She's Patsy Cline, Loretta, Kitty Wells or Emmylou or maybe you

L. Goza