Last Living Cowboy

He turned 87 on the 2nd day of June
In case nobody’s countin' son, that’s many a moon
You’ll find him down on Main Street. That’s where he likes to walk
It’s worth the price of admission just to hear that old man talk
He’s the last livin' cowboy in this town
He rode off into the sunset, yet naw, he’s still kickin' round
You’ll find him halfway liquored up on Caddo County shine
Or all the way drunk half the time
He’s got 40 head of cattle down on Turkey creek
There’s always some old stray dog round the cabin at his feet
His family left for California back in '29
When it was two bits for the whiskey, and tobacco was a dime
He’s the last livin' cowboy in this town
He rode off into the sunset, yet he’s still kickin' round
You’ll find him halfway liquored up on Caddo county shine
Or all the way drunk half the time
Keeps a jack knife in his pocket and pistol in his boot
I’ve heard a lot of stories, but I’ve never seen him shoot
A '60 model pickup’s all I’ve ever seen him drive
He ain’t rode a horse since the day ol' Bully died
He’s the last livin' cowboy in this town
He rode off into the sunset, yet he’s still kickin' round
You’ll find him halfway liquored up on Caddo County shine
Or all the way drunk half the time
Yeah, you’ll find him halfway liquored up on Caddo County shine
Or all the way drunk half the time