Since I was ten years old, all I ever wanted Was a golden palomino, saddle up and see how far we could go Six-shooter, boots and rope got me my first kiss at the Tweetsie Railroad Jenny was my summer love, but it did what it does And it was time to roll on
And now she knows why they tell mamas "Don't let your babies be one" Here I go, go, barely knowing home or the man that I've become One more tough guy didn't wanna see the hurt or heartache in her eyes So I hеad west, hole in my chest Just anothеr cowboy goodbye
Six-shooters turned into six strings and lonely rides on lonely roads Just north of Oklahoma, she calls me crying on the telephone Now only God knows why I won't let this doggone dream of mine die But all I got is gotta go Me and the boys got a show in Cheyenne tomorrow night
And now she knows why they tell mamas "Don't let your babies be one" Here I go, go, barely knowing home or the man that I've become One more tough guy didn't wanna see the hurt or heartache in her eyes So I head west, hole in my chest Just another cowboy goodbye
Bet you can guess before I tell you how this story unwinds I called today and all she had to say was, "Cowboy goodbye"
And I know why they tell mamas "Don't let your babies be one" Here I go, go, barely knowing home or the man that I've become One more tough guy didn't wanna see the hurt or heartache in her eyes So I head west, hole in my chest Just another cowboy goodbye Just another cowboy
Compositores: Chase Rice, Oscar Charles & Foy Vance