Up every mornin' at the crack of dawn
Before the housemate and kids, I'm gone.
Fire up the truck and head thru the holl'r
Off to earn that all mighty dollar.

Drive into the city and stay all day
Converge with the masses, work for my pay.
Jump back in the truck and head to the ranch,
Saddle the horses, ride every chance.

The chores are all done, the kids are in bed
Another day's end at our little homestead,
I jump in the shower, then lay down to rest,
Close my eyes and ride into the West.

I think of a place, heaven on earth,
And can't help but wonder, what is it worth?
I dream of a place where cowboys still roam
And suddenly realize it's right here at home.

There's many a cowboy not out on the range
But cowboys are cowboys just the same.