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Seven hundred heads of cattle, an old forgotten trail
Six cowboys, one old man and another day of hell
(...) lagging behind from the strain of a broken wheel
The only thing to look forward to is a campfire and a meal
Sleeping 'neath an open sky, with just stars above their heads
I'd settle for a pillow and some sagebrush for a bed
Waking up tomorrow was merely done by chance
Back when the west was wild and cowboys didn't dance
CHORUS: When cowboys didn't dance, didn't wear designer shirts
And their hearts were filled with memories
Their bodies filled with hurt
They would sit around the campfire
And exchange a piercing glance
Back when the west was wild and cowboys didn't dance.
Pour coffee from an old tin cup, more sweat upon the brow
Another day of chasing that same old lonely cow
And every new horizon began a brand new day
Thirteen hundred miles to go, slowly made their way
Across the plains of Texas through the Colorado snow
Final destination, Blackfoot, Idaho
CHORUS
Seven hundred heads of cattle, an old forgotten trail
Five cowboys, one old man and another day of hell
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