I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy
And lovin' the cowboy ways
Pursuin' the life of my hard ridin' heroes
I burned up my childhood days

I learned all the rules of a modern day drifter
Don't you hold on to nothin' too long
Take what you need from the ladies and then leave them
With the words of a sad country song

My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly, in search of and one step in back of
Themselves and their slow movin' dreams

Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery
From being alone too long
You can die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare
Knowin' well that your best days are gone

Pickin' up hookers instead of my pen
I let the words of my youth fade away
Old worn out saddles and old worn out memories
With no one and no place to stay

My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly, in search of and one step in back of
Themselves and their slow movin' dreams
Sadly, in search of and one step in back of
Themselves and their slow movin' dreams Writer/s: Sharon Vaughn
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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