A cowboy works hard almost every day
sunrise to sunset and beyond,
but come Saturday night— it’s time to play.
He mends fences, feeds cattle, bales hay,
in withering heat, frigid cold, cloudy skies and clear.
A cowboy works hard almost every day.
Obeys the boss, always yea, never nay,
protects the brand and all within,
but come Saturday night— it’s time to play.
Prevents cattle from being prey,
Cleans the stalls, cares for the horses.
A cowboy works hard almost every day
Biscuits, bacon, eggs, coffee last to midday,
then lunch on the fly and supper at six
but come Saturday night— it’s time to play
When he gathers his pay
he pays his debts, bathes and dons his best duds.
A cowboy works hard almost every day,
but come Saturday night— it’s time to play.