just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck been through the best of his friends on a long lonesome highway in an old pick up truck cross texas like a hot dusty wind he was all around cowboy back in forty nine from the top it s been a long way down since the whiskey and the women started winning his time they rode him high and hard to the ground he remembers the thrill of being a winner and the days of his first rodeo there s something bout winnin that don t last forever maybe tomorrow things will get better if the devil lets loose of his soul he ll be the all around cowboy again so he rolls up a smoke and he sips his old crow wipes the whiskers that cover his chin and he grins as he dreams of old rodeos he s the all around cowboy again he remembers the thrill of being a winner and the days of his first rodeo there s something bout winnin that don t last forever maybe tomorrow things will get better if the devil lets loose of his soul he ll be the all around cowboy again