cowboys and dreamers

George Strait

Some days, I feel like the last
of a dyin breed tryin to find where I fit
Somewhere between high on top
of the world and fightin with callin it quits
Mama says she thinks I ve always been this way
like I was just born with it
Some days, I feel like the last of a dyin breed
tryin to find where I fit

Cowboys and dreamers like us
Lovers and leavers and long-shot believers
Who get up and kick off the dust
We live and die for the rush
Ain t nothin sweeter than chasin that fever
Too much is never enough
For cowboys and dreamers like us

We like our big skies
our West Texas blue eyes until they cry in the rain
We re always after some greener pastures
that won t quit callin our name
We ride against the grain, we don t pull back on the reigns

Cowboys and dreamers like us
Lovers and leavers and long-shot believers
Who get up and kick off the dust
We live and die for the rush
Ain t nothin sweeter than chasin that fever
Too much is never enough
For cowboys and dreamers like us

Cowboys and dreamers like us
Lovers and leavers and long-shot believers
Who get up and kick off the dust
We live and die for the rush
Ain t nothin sweeter than chasin that fever
Too much is never enough
For cowboys and dreamers like us
Ain t nothin sweeter than chasin that fever
And too much is never enough
For cowboys and dreamers like us

Some days, I feel like the last of a dyin breed
tryin to find where I fit