he takes off his hat says the world moves too fast no it sure ain t how it used to be there s lines on his face his hands shake with age oh but he s still a mountain to me just like fine wine and leather he only gets better the more that he s weathered and worn no they don t make cowboys like that anymore he had boots for work and boots for church and a pair just for dancin with girls he had a stubborn side we call texas pride taught me you re only as good as your word never run from a battle been thrown from the saddle he d get up and go back for more no they don t make cowboys like that anymore oh  dust and dirt family first and he still loves the old country songs stripes and stars hand to heart for the brave and the free and the strong he is sawdust floors swingin doors and a gambler that ain t gonna quit and with everything i am i ll do the best that i can just trying to live up to him never run from a battle been thrown from the saddle he d get up and go back for more just like fine wine and leather he only gets better the more that he s weathered and worn no they don t make cowboys like that anymore no they don t make cowboys like that anymore
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