Cahalen Morrison & Eli West — The Poor Cowboy lyrics

Lyrics

Oh the poor cowboy, he’s got no home
He’s here today and tomorrow gone
He’s got no hope, he’s bound to roam
Where he hangs his hat is home, sweet home
Roll on boys, roll, don’t you roll so slow
Roll on boys, roll, don’t you roll so slow
You’ll roll like cow’s never rolled before
If I was rich as Diamond Joe
I’d work today then tomorrow no For the work is so hard and the pay is low
I don’t give a damn if I work or no
I’ll follow the herd 'til they reach the end
Then I’ll draw my time and I’ll turn it in Just one more tree and one more jail
Then I’ll head straight back to the Texas trail
Well I’ll cross Old Red and the Texas line
Then I’ll head straight back to that gal of mine
I’ll sit in the shade and I’ll sing a song
And I’ll watch the herd as they travel on