Are There Any More Real Cowboys

Are there any more real cowboys

Left out in these hills

Will the fire hit the iron one more time

And will one more dusty pick-up

Come rolling down the road

With a load of feed before the sun gets high

Well, I hope that working cowboy never dies

Not the one that's snortin' cocaine

When the honky-tonk's all closed

But the one that prays for more rain, heaven knows

That the good feed brings the money

And the money buys the clothes

Not the diamond sequins shining on TV

But the kind the working cowboy really needs

Are there any more country families

Still working hand in hand

Trying hard to stay together and make a stand

While the rows and rows of houses

Come creepin' up on the land

Where the cattle graze and an old gray barn still stands

Are there any more real cowboys in this land

Are there any more real cowboys in this land