Collin Raye – Latter Day Cowboy (Guitar)

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When the boy was no more than a shaver

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His old man told many a tale

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How his great granddad used to go drovin’

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Back and forth on the old Chisholm Trail

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Now you might say the boy got infected

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By a fantasy of the old west

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For his heart and his soul got connected

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To a spirit that won’t let him rest

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Now he don’t wear spurs that go jingle

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He don’t spend his nights ‘round a fire

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And it’s diesel oil that his horses require

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He is a latter day cowboy

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Dressed as a truck drivin’ man

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Drivin’ his wheels and his dreams to Cheyenne

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He beds down by the side of the highway

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At the sight of the first evenin’ star

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In the darkness his big pony idles

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As he quietly strums his guitar

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And he sings out a song of his sweetheart

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Even as her sweet mem’ry grows dim

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And he sings of the trail he has chosen

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But the actual fact is the trail chose him

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Drivin’ his wheels and his dreams  to Cheyenne