The Last Cowboy Lyrics

He rode a golden horse with a golden heart
A forty-five strapped on his hip
I was twelve 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 in Oklahoma
Never be another one
When I was old enough to hold a gun
He taught me how to ride and shoot
And I was proud that I was his grandson
But could I ever fill the boots?

Repeat Chorus

Bridge: He said to work that gun 'til it's a part of your own hand
Don't hesitate to defend your family or your land
Oh' and I tried to hang on to every word he said to me
So he wouldn't have to be.
oh, oh, oh

Repeat Chorus

Never be another one.
Never be another one.
Or am I the only one?