Even with our progress
Some things stay the same.
Cattle still need brandin.
There are horses yet to tame.
Cowboys will always ride.
They’ll head, heel, and haze.
Making lasting memories,
These are their “good old days.”
As the lonesome sun is setting
On our last sky of blue,
We’ll think back on the good times and friends
Who helped make dreams come true.
The only favor would ask
Before I’m called away
Is let me be a cowboy
Again for one more day.
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