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 hes 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
Youll 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