a cowboy was born
Singer:chris ledoux
she was holding her breath and he attempted a prayer
and he was cussing the dust rising up in the air
'cos the old cattle trail
for a baby to draw its first breath
'cos it was hard to survive and it was hell if you did
so he entered this world with a pair of clenched fists
and the first and last tears he'd shed
and the longhorns lowed him a welcome
as a new voice cried from the buckboard
'cos they knew a cowboy was born
the berry closed in and a century passed
the settlers plowed under the tall prairie grass
and the cow town's died off in a world changing fast
but the wind kept the spirit alive
'cos a young boy in kansas
he caught a breeze one day
and in a five-second rush
he was fighting for eight
he saw it all so clear through the dirt on his face
he knew he was born to ride
and the long lost heir to the saddle finally found his way back home
'cos they knew a cowboy was born
that day a cowboy was born
from the heroes in the bright lights of vegas
through the poets of the sage and thorn
a proud legacy of a nation