Cowboy

Just a cow, just a cow, just a cowboy from the good Just a cowboy from the good side Drinking whiskey and talking loud Rough neck riders they were shooting up the town A tall dark stranger he made a stand Grabbed his gun and took the law into his hand Eyes on fire he rose slowly from his chair Walked outside and weighed the danger in the air Seven bullets had the names of seven men When the smoke cleared he's the only one to stand Just a cowboy from the good side On a page that they left out of history Just a cowboy from good side And no one knew his name He was the hero then it all went black Out of nowhere someone shot him in the back But on windy nights when the cactus blooms You'll see his silhouette against the moon Just a cowboy from the good side On a page that they left out of history Just a cowboy from good side But no one knew his name Just a cowboy from the good side On a page that they left out of history Just a cowboy from good side But no one knew his name He was a cowboy of yesterday Torn from the tales of an age Just a cow, just a cow just a cowboy from the good Just a cowboy from the good side Just a cow, just a cow just a cowboy from the good Just a cowboy from the good side Just a cow, just a cow just a cowboy from the good Just a cowboy from the good side Just a cow, just a cow just a cowboy from the good Just a cowboy from the good side