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Born to be a cowboy R.W. Hampton
[C]The painted walls of Palo (C7) Duro, How my (F) heart can see them yet
As a boy of eighteen (C)summers, Long before I knew (G)regret
There (C) I rode the bold (C7) unwilling, And my (F) loop was keen and true
And even in the(C)dead of winter,(G)The sky seemed always(C)blue
(C) And its been (F) Saddle horse and (G)catch twine
(F) That has been my (C) life, Some say its been my downfall
That the (F) world has passed me (G) by
But the(F) life I live I(G) freely chose(F) I'm at yet(C) tonight
I was(F) born to be a(C) cowboy, And I(G) will be 'til I(C) die
In the heat of summer branding, We'd get an early start
And as we reached the pen of horses, We'd saddle in the dark
Then we'd ride out on the morning, Without a spoken word
The ring of spur and the fall of hoof was, All that could be heard
Chorus;
I first layed eyes on Darcy Taylor, At the cowboy christmas ball
The daughter of a preacher, And the fairest of them all
But I knew I could never have her, Though I loved her just the same
And I still get that old time feeling, When I hear her name
Chorus;
Photographs and trophy buckles, The things you hold with pride
When eyes grow dim, won't mean as much as, what you've got inside
But I've got a lot of memories, to me means more to me than gold
And I can say I'm ready lord, any time its time to go
Chorus;
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