The roundups over and the cattle drives done
Now tired little doggies just soaking up the sun
From Texas to Kansas looking for railheads along the way
Never any rooms to rent in bedrolls is where they stayed
Shipments to stockyards, Louisiana, and points east
The cattle would set many tables with a big beef feast
Cowboy hat, boots, lots of leather, and chaps
They knew the trails by heart no need for any maps
Pistols, rifle, lariats, and spurs
Was A cowboys armor for sure
It took courage, devotion, and a sense of duty to drive cattle
When someone tried to steal the herd it ended in a battle
Through quicksand and lightning and many flooding rivers
Sometimes cold blizzards, during the nights you just shivered
The cowboy ate summer sand and was burned by the sun
The long journey on the cattle drive wasn’t much fun
The cattle drives are long gone, freight trains took over
The cowboy had to hang his hat it’s over for the cattle drover
