Epitaph For A Cowboy

When your ridin’ days are over and you no longer hit the trail
When your friends are all up yonder and your cheeks are turnin’ pale
May the good Lord be kind to you as you take your one last ride
May you find your friends and kinfolk waitin’ on the other side.

For you’ve been on many roundups and skinned your share of mules
And shaken hands with better men and broken your shares of rules.
But you’ll leave the world a better place most people will agree
And done some things to be proud of in some high class company.

So take that ride with dignity, with head and shoulders high
As you face that one last roundup in that big ranch in the sky.