There's one empty cot in the bunkhous
There's a saddle that nobody rides
One empty place at the tablture
He'll never ride em no more
We buried him out on the hillside last sunday
Another good cowboys gone home
He came on a train to west texas
From a farm back in east tennessee
And all of his life he just wanted to cowboy
He came west to fulfill his dream
He got his first job on the sixes
That was forty some odd years ago
And in breaking the bad ones he’s the best that we’ve seen
One hell of a hand with a rope
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