i used to jump my horse and ride
i had a six gun at my side
i was so handsome, women cried
and i got shot, but i never died
i could play, if i do everything he'd say
girls seem to just get in his way
those days we were considered fun
a cowboy's work is never done
he'd fight crime all the time, he'd always win
till his ma would break it up, and call him in
he was tough, he was hard, he was fine
and he was loved, cause guys like him were hard to find.
i'd like to ride again someday
i think i still know how to play
i play it now, but it's not fun
a cowboy's work is never done.