Some days, I feel like the last of a dyin' breed tryin' to find where I fit
Somewhere between high on top of the world and fightin' with callin' it quits
Mama says she thinks I've always been this way, like I was just born with it
Some days, I feel like the last of a dyin' breed, tryin' to find where I fit
Cowboys and dreamers like us
Lovers and leavers and long-shot believers
Who get up and kick off the dust
We live and die for the rush
Ain't nothin' sweeter than chasin' that fever
Too much is never enough
For cowboys and dreamers like us
We like our big skies, our West Texas blue eyes until they cry in the rain
We're always after some greener pastures that won't quit callin' our name
We ride against the grain, we don't pull back on the reigns
Cowboys and dreamers like us
Lovers and leavers and long-shot believers
Who get up and kick off the dust
We live and die for the rush
Ain't nothin' sweeter than chasin' that fever
Too much is never enough
For cowboys and dreamers like us
Cowboys and dreamers like us
Lovers and leavers and long-shot believers
Who get up and kick off the dust
We live and die for the rush
Ain't nothin' sweeter than chasin' that fever
Too much is never enough
For cowboys and dreamers like us
Ain't nothin' sweeter than chasin' that fever
And too much is never enough
For cowboys and dreamers like us
Some days, I feel like the last of a dyin' breed tryin' to find where I fit
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