Cowboy - Michael Sembello

Just a cow, just a cow, just a cowboy from the good

just a cowboy from the good side

Drinking whiskey and talking loud

Rough neck riders they were shooting up the town

A tall dark stranger he made a stand

Grabbed his gun and took the law into his hand

Eyes on fire he rose slowly from his chair

Walked outside and weighed the danger in the air

Seven bullets had the names of seven men

When the smoke cleared he’s the only one to stand

Just a cowboy from the good side

On a page that they left out of history

Just a cowboy from good side

And no one knew his name

He was the hero then it all went black

Out of nowhere someone shot him in the back

But on windy nights when the cactus blooms

You’ll see his silhouette against the moon

Just a cowboy from the good side

On a page that they left out of history

Just a cowboy from good side

But no one knew his name

Just a cowboy from the good side

On a page that they left out of history

Just a cowboy from good side

But no one knew his name

He was a cowboy of yesterday

torn from the tales of an age

Just a cow, just a cow just a cowboy from the good

Just a cowboy from the good side

Just a cow, just a cow just a cowboy from the good

Just a cowboy from the good side

Just a cow, just a cow just a cowboy from the good

Just a cowboy from the good side

Just a cow, just a cow just a cowboy from the good

Just a cowboy from the good side