Hey Cowboy
Autumn Brooke
Hey cowboy, I heard you moved away
To a place where the cattle run free and you never run outta hay
Hey cowboy, I heard they're buckin' bulls
And they're the meanest sons of bitches that you ever could've wished for
Hey cowboy, I know you're doin' fine
'Cause they've got dirt roads for miles and the beer's on ice
There's no more long, hard days
No more calves to tag or colts to break
And there's one less hat in the arena tonight
But his entry fee's been paid
And now there's hoof prints on the streets of gold
'Cause today God called a cowboy home
Hey cowboy, you left somethin' behind
That mustang sittin' in the field that nobody else but you could ride
Hey cowboy, you left your boots there by the door
I put your stetson on the mantle and your dog's waitin' for ya on the porch
And hey cowboy, I hope that you don't mind
But I took your old six speed for a drive
There's no more long, hard days
No more calves to tag or colts to break
And there's one less hat in the arena tonight
But his entry fee's been paid
And now there's hoof prints on the streets of gold
'Cause today God called a cowboy home
Hey cowboy, how'd you leave without sayin' goodbye?
I guess packin' your bags without warning is just the cowboy way of life
There's no more long, hard days
No more calves to tag or colts to break
And there's one less hat in the arena tonight
But his entry fee's been paid
And now there's hoof prints on the streets of gold
'Cause today God called a cowboy home
Yeah today God called a cowboy home