Texty:
Shane Wyatt The Last Cowboy

First time I saw you girl you brought me to my knees Though it's been a while now you still look the same to me Don't tell me I don't feel the way I

I came straight from work And I ordered a beer We don?t talk about you They don?t know you here I?m with all my friends But it?s great solitude It?s

I was drivin? one night down I-35 I looked in the mirror at the fog filled night I saw a big chrome grill fillin? up my back glass It was a semi-truck

I wish the birds would sing, but they don't I wish the phone would ring, but it won't I know you'll be mine forever someday But when I'm here alone,

She won?t talk the way you want her to She won?t act the way you?d like She won?t do the things that make you proud; Make her special in your eyes She

years old when he passed on Sometimes I think that he still lives Chorus: He was the last cowboy in Oklahoma The last true pioneer's son He was the last cowboy