The Old Cowboy Songtext
von Tim Ryan

He had his whiskey and I had my tape recorder
He said, "Son, say when you′re set to go
So you want a story about the old time cowboys?
Well, you're looking at a man who oughta know
I earned my wage from Austin to Missoula
Back then you didn′t do it for the pay
It just felt good to be in that wide open
I guess that kind of freedom's had its day
Was it hard work? It was hard but worth the doing
Was it lonely? No, that was solitude"

And I once loved a woman, sweet Montana Rose
Oh, I don't suppose she ever knew
I got few regrets, I just live the way I do
But that′s one place I′d like to ride back through


Well, the winter rains could cut a man to ribbons
And the July dust, oh, it could choke you half to death
Well, there were snakes and griz and holes your horse could step in
While riding watch with whiskey on your breath
But a man lived by his wits and by his word
And the day was over when your work was done

And I once loved a woman, sweet Montana Rose
Oh, I don't suppose she ever knew
I got few regrets, I just live the way I do
But that′s one place I'd like to ride back through
That′s one place I'd like to ride back through

He shook my hand, put on his hat and slicker
He said, "There′s still some things an old cowboy can do
Well, you've got words to write
And maybe some sweet thing's just waiting
′Cause I was once a young man just like you"

And I once loved a woman, sweet Montana Rose
Oh, I don′t suppose she ever knew
I got few regrets, I just live the way I do
But that's one place I′d like to ride back through
That's one place I′d like to ride back through