Jerry Walker
We held a funeral and a at the Diamondback Saloon With every cowboy agathered in one room Swappin' tales and tellin' lies from days they were young Fearless who always let the ponies run
I still see us the chutes, standin' in the sun Light reflecting off the shiny buckles that won Farmin' boys everywhere, just a ropin' in our dreams Buckin' down the highway in old and faded jeans
days to Fort Worth nights, we drove every inch of road We often spoke our dreams out loud, sharing rooms and dirty The bandaged up, the ones, too tough to ever cry The one we won the big go around, the were ours to buy
Days were filled with mundane chores that kept us and mean But our nights were spent out dancin' with the fairest we'd seen Regaling them with wild ass tales, that weren't that far from There wasn't a favor asked that your old pal wouldn't do
And every the finals drew us back to OKC Shoulders, Mahan, Steiner, Vol, and old Duffy And when the dust had settled and the go-round was run We up all night singing songs 'til every song was sung
The broken bones and broken that led to broken homes And the trails we rode together, now we on alone And the friends we saw each summer, now we saw at all A little something's broken off each time a cowboy
adios amigos, see you down the line I sure enjoyed the bullshit, cause it back some good times And if you see those pals we knew from when we were young them I stil saddle up just to feel the ponies run