Old Nashville Cowboys

The old Nashville cowboy was burdened with time He was bent by his years and the fight with the wine With a head full of music and an old nursery rhyme A heart full of sadness and dark sunken nights He told me they've cheated he told me they stole The strenght from his youth and the songs from his soul He said he raised family till he got too old And he called them miners mother Lord finders Digging so deep in search of more gold Oh where are the cowboys and the home on the range Does anyone know that they've killed Jesse James Now the good guys on TV seem bad ain't it strange And the old Nashville cowboys missed out on the change The old cowboy's life now is gone with the past Like whiskey he drank it all went out too fast He didn't know how to make each swallow last And a head waitress won't be back to fill up his glass Oh where are the cowboys and the home on the range Does anyone know that they've killed Jesse James Is anyone listening or is everyone blind And old Nashville cowboys will sing for a dime And hard times are cheap at the end of the line