Here Come the Cowboys


Now one year it s this, and the next year it s that,
And this is the year for the ten-gallon hat,
They wear them in Dallas, they wear them in Spain,
They wear them in London to keep off the rain.

Some cowboys punch cattle and some punch time-clocks,
And some punch the buttons upon the juke-box,
There s cowboys in offices, cowboys in schools,
And cowboys whose saddle is just a bar-stool.

Here come the cowboys, they re walkin and talkin real slow.
Here come the cowboys, just like a movie show
(And it s a western.)

Some cowboys are riding the dreams in their heads,
With posters of rodeos hung by their beds,
And some think they re cowboys when they pick guitar,
In Texas or Tokyo. That s where they are.
1985

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