Cowboy Song

I met a cowboy, he was real He sang songs about driving steel On the railroad We were ramblin' I met a monk, his name was Mark It'd been three months since he last talked In California We're on the way home In the lounge car at 3 AM We played Set with the colorblind man He wore gray He wore gray They call it train fade, yes, they do It happens when you run into The same faces The same people I met a cowboy, he was real I met a cowboy, he was real I met a cowboy, he was real And we were ramblin' On my way home