Where Does A Cowboy Go
© 2013
Author: Herb Hartley
Busting broncs and dogging cows is all he's ever known
A rusted out pickup truck that he calls home
Spent one too many nights, under a Texas sky
He'll be a cowboy, till the day he dies.


He thinks he's a ladies man, but he finds himself alone
To often waiting, on the ringing of the phone
He met a girl in San Antone, on the Spanish side of town
But he don't need her anyhow, she'd only tie him down.


Where does a Cowboy go when there ain't no rodeo
When the honky-tonks are closed and the moon is sinking low
There's no one waiting back at home, to make him feel alright
It's just another night, where does a cowboy go?


He's headed up to Abilene for an 8 second ride
Coming home the next day, with what's left of his pride.
He'll make that ride the next time round, hear the cheers of the crowd.
He'll win that buckle yet, ( yeah!) .... make his old man proud.

Where does a Cowboy go when there ain't no rodeo
When the honky-tonks are closed and the moon is sinking low
There's no one waiting back at home, to make him feel alright
It's just another night, where does a cowboy go?

It's just another lonely night, where does a cowboy go?