Are there any more real cowboys left out in these hills?

Not the one who's snortin' cocaine when the honky-tonk's all closed

Will the fire hit the iron one more t ime?

but the one that prays for more rain heaven knows

And will one more dusty pick-up coming rolling down the road

that the good feed brings the money and the money buys the clothes

With a load of feed before the sun gets high? Well i hope that working cowboy never dies

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?

Well the rows and rows of houses come creepin' up on the land

where the cattle graze and old grey barn still stands

Are there any more real cowboys in this land?