When the rodeo was over, we're all go to the room.

We're drink some beer relax awhile and sing some cowboy tunes.

That old guitar we passed around, it was battered, scratched, and

broke.

But Lord it sounded mighty fine, when John Ed sang "Cowpoke"



Ben he抎 think of some old tune, and he抎 really wail away.

Dunder抎 play the spoons and sing until the break of day.

Clyde he抎 tell a poem or two and old Rich he抎 crack a joke.

But damn it nearly make you cry when John Ed sang "Cowpoke"





Someday this road I travel, Lord I will leave behind.

But memories of the things I抳e seen will never leave my mind.

On a quiet summer抯 evening when the sun is sinking low,

I抣l think again of days gone by when John Ed sang "Cowpoke".