Cowboys And Dreamers

Some days, I feel like the last of a dying breed trying to find where I fit

Somewhere between high on top of the world and fighting with calling it quits

Mama says she thinks I've always been this way, like I was just born with it

Some days, I feel like the last of a dying breed trying to find where I fit

Cowboys and dreamers like us

Lovers and leavers and long shot believers

Who get up and kick off the dust

We live and die for the rush

Ain't nothing sweeter than chasing that fever

Too much is never enough

For cowboys and dreamers like us

We like our big skies, our West Texas blue eyes until they cry in the rain

We're always after some greener pastures that won't quit calling our name

We ride against the grain, we don't pull back on the reins

Cowboys and dreamers like us

Lovers and leavers and long shot believers

Who get up and kick off the dust

We live and die for the rush

Ain't nothing sweeter than chasing that fever

Too much is never enough

For cowboys and dreamers like us

Cowboys and dreamers like us

Lovers and leavers and long shot believers

Who get up and kick off the dust

We live and die for the rush

Ain't nothing sweeter than chasing that fever

Too much is never enough

For cowboys and dreamers like us

Ain't nothing sweeter than chasing that fever

And too much is never enough

For cowboys and dreamers like us

Some days, I feel like the last of a dying breed trying to find where I fit