All Around Cowboy of 1964

Folks used to think that

I could ride any bronc or bull alive

Maybe in my younger days I could.

But now I'm slowin' down a bit

friends tell me that I should quit

And if I didn't love it so I would.



I recall when folks thought

I was great and all the riders used to hate

To see my name upon the entry door.

'Cause I could ride and I could rope

The others seem they have no hope

A lookin' at a buckle that I wore.



It's that all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four

Long days and lucky breaks have me alone

Workin' hard and ridin' fast and sleepin' in the cold

Made me all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four.



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Folks don't seem to realize

the thrill I get from every ride

That bronc feels like you're dynamite to me.

Scratched and bruised my body aches

from day to day to use it's takes

Lord, only knows the way that sets me free.



Now my days have shortened up

I'm out of breakes and out of luck

And things will never be the same old way.

As I look back and shed a tear

Sometimes I can almost hear

The echo of the judges, they would say.



You're the all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four

Long days and lucky breaks have me alone

Workin' hard and ridin' fast and sleepin' in the cold

Made me all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four.



Yes, I'm the all around cowboy of nineteen sixty four...