Here's to the cowboys

Who don't ride away in the sunset

Here's to the ones

Who corral the urge to run free

They come home at sundown

To help with the seeds they have planted

They may not be perfect

But they're real down home heroes to me

Let tumbleweeds tumble and drifters keep drifting

They leave off where real men begin

Here's to the cowboys

Who don't ride away in the sunset

God bless them ladies 'cause

These are the men who are men

Here's to the cowboy

Who know loving's more than just loving

Here's to the daddies

Who won't let the cupboards go bare

They keep home fires burning

Sundays and Birthdays and Christmas

Now let's give them credit you're lucky

If you've got one who's there

Let tumbleweeds tumble and drifters keep a drifting

They leave off where real men begin

Here's to the cowboys

Who don't ride away in the sunset

God bless them ladies 'cause

These are the men who are men

A lady may beckon but still you can reckon

He'll stick by you through thick and thing

With two still in highchairs and one in the oven

It takes a good man to hang in

So let tumbleweeds tumble

And drifters keep a drifting

They leave off where real men begin

Here's to the cowboys

Who don't ride away in the sunset

God bless them ladies 'cause

These are the men who are men

God bless them ladies 'cause

These are the men who are men