Singing Cowboy by The Beau Brummels Lyrics

He rides the open range beneath the stars
Pickin' his guitar
The singin' cowboy

Across the badlands as hard as any hell
The stories that he tells
He's the singin' cowboy

He can play a six shooter or a twelve string
He's a mountain of a man
And I'd give anything
For another chance to hear the songs that cowboy sang
He just goes ah boy
He's a singin' cowboy

And when he leaves a friend, he seems relieved
He holds the master key
He's a singin' cowboy

A card game and a drink at Belle's Saloon
Goes upstairs to her room... om
He's a singin' cowboy
How she loves that man
His guitar and gun
Though he rides away to catch the morning sun
There's a hundred reasons why he's the only one
He just goes how boy
Ya, ya, ya, he's the singin' cowboy

He just goes how boy
The sing... sing... sing... singin' cowboy (cowboy)
He just goes how boy
The sing... sing... sing... singin' cowboy (cowboy)