looked across the great expanse.
I had to stop and thank the Lord
in a country most ain't seen.
We're the Coleman County Cowboys
Oh, the coosie ain't too grumpy
and the cattle ain't too wild
And the stories round the wagon
even make a trail boss smile
Now I wouldn't drag my hot roll
for a feather bed in town
And on top of all of this
I'm gettin' forty and found
I tell you boys I'm lucky
because punchin' is my trade
In my corral are memories
of all the friends I've made
Like my buddy Curly Jackson
If the boss don't wanna pay me,
shoot, I reckon I'd pay him
Cause the koozie ain't too grumpy
and the cattle ain't too wild
And the stories around the wagon
even make the trail boss smile
I wouldn't trade my hot roll
for a feather bed in town
And on top of all of this,
I'm getting 40 and found.
We've crossed the South Canadian.
We're nearly halfway there.
Soon we'll get to change our clothes
and shave and cut our hair
We'll probably hoop it up a bit
and saddles back to Texas on a train
Oh, the coosie ain't too grumpy
and the cattle ain't too wild
And the stories round the wagon
even make a trail boss smile
Now I wouldn't trade my hot roll
for a feather bed in town
And on top of all of this,
I wouldn't drag my hot roll
for a feather bed in town
And on top of all of this,
