He rides that final western trail
Thru skies of blue moonlight pale
Along rivers cool and wide
Where mountains clouds collide
His saddles worn clothes are frayed
Tired eyes greet the day
Seen it all come before
Soon it will be no more
Hes the Last Cowboy of a generation (last cowboy)
The last vestige of a different nation
The last rider of the purple sage
The last chapter of the frontier stage
Hes the Last Cowboy, the last to know (last cowboy)
As sunset calls he rides alone
Thru windswept fields of memories
He rides the range to history
His dirt roads now are paved with stone
In silent valleys he rides alone
The chaps and spurs click lonely sounds
Down empty streets in old ghost towns
The aches and scars are badges now
Of cattle drives and weathered plows
The crystal snow and silent rain
On icy peaks and amber plains
Hes the Last Cowboy of a generation (last cowboy)
The last vestige of a different nation
The last rider of the purple sage
The last chapter of the frontier stage
Hes the Last Cowboy, the last to know (last cowboy)
As sunset calls he rides alone
Thru windswept fields of memories
He rides the range to history
