Cowboys Like That
He takes off his hat
Says "The world moves too fast
No, it sure ain't how it used to be"
There's lines on his face
His hands shake with age
Oh, but he's still a mountain to me
Just like fine wine and leather
He only gets better
The more that he's weathered and worn
No, they don't make
Cowboys like that anymore
He had boots for work
And boots for church
And a pair just for dancin' with girls
He had a stubborn side
We call Texas pride
Taught me you're only as good as your word
Never run from a battle
Been thrown from the saddle
He'd get up and go back for more
No, they don't make
Cowboys like that anymore
Oohh
Dust and dirt
Family first
And he still loves the old country songs
Stripes and stars
Hand to heart
For the brave and the free and the strong
He is sawdust floors
Swingin' doors
And a gambler that ain't gonna quit
And with everything I am
I'll do the best that I can
Just trying to live up to him
He's never run from a battle
Been thrown from the saddle
He'd get up and go back for more
Just like fine wine and leather
He only gets better
Oh the more that he's weathered and worn
No, they don't make
Cowboys like that anymore
No, they don't make
Cowboys like that anymore
Says "The world moves too fast
No, it sure ain't how it used to be"
There's lines on his face
His hands shake with age
Oh, but he's still a mountain to me
Just like fine wine and leather
He only gets better
The more that he's weathered and worn
No, they don't make
Cowboys like that anymore
He had boots for work
And boots for church
And a pair just for dancin' with girls
He had a stubborn side
We call Texas pride
Taught me you're only as good as your word
Never run from a battle
Been thrown from the saddle
He'd get up and go back for more
No, they don't make
Cowboys like that anymore
Oohh
Dust and dirt
Family first
And he still loves the old country songs
Stripes and stars
Hand to heart
For the brave and the free and the strong
He is sawdust floors
Swingin' doors
And a gambler that ain't gonna quit
And with everything I am
I'll do the best that I can
Just trying to live up to him
He's never run from a battle
Been thrown from the saddle
He'd get up and go back for more
Just like fine wine and leather
He only gets better
Oh the more that he's weathered and worn
No, they don't make
Cowboys like that anymore
No, they don't make
Cowboys like that anymore
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Writer(s): Elisabeth Wagner Rose, Emily Marie Shackelton, Alyssa Micaela Bagley
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