Raye Collin - Latter Day Cowboy lyrics

When the boy was no more than a shaver

His man told many a tale

How his great grandad used to go drovin'

Back and forth on the old Chisholm Trail

Now you might say the boy got infected

By a fantasy of the old west

For his heart and his soul got connected

To a spirit that won't let him rest

Now he don't wear spurs that go jingle

He don't spend his nights 'round a fire

It's diesel oil that is horses required

But he is a latter day cowboy

Dressed as a truck drivin' man

Drivin' his wheels and his dreams to Cheyenne

He beds down by the side of the highway

At the sight of the first evenin' star

In the darkness his big pony idles

As he quietly strums his guitar

And he sings out a song of his sweetheart

Even as her sweet memory grows dim

And he sings of the trail he has chosen

But the actual fact is the trail chose him

Now he don't wear spurs that go jingle

He don't spend his nights 'round a fire

He lifts diesel oil that is horses required

But he is a latter day cowboy

Dressed as a truck drivin' man

Drivin' his wheels and his dreams to Cheyenne

Driving his wheels and his dreams to Cheyenne