ThomasRedheart

<p><strong>Cowboys Never Die&nbsp;</strong></p><p><strong>Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart&nbsp;</strong></p><p><strong>©COPYRIGHT 11–7-2025 All Rights Reserved ©</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(A Duet with Alan Jackson &amp; George Strait)</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Verse 1 - Alan Jackson)</strong></p><p><strong>Well, the billboard lights are blinding, tellin' me I gotta change the shade</strong></p><p><strong>To keep up with the fast track music that the young kids have made.</strong></p><p><strong>They say the fiddle's dusty, and the waltz tempo's too slow</strong></p><p><strong>But I still got my pearl-snap shirt, and a place I wanna go.</strong></p><p><strong>I see a lot of smoke and mirrors, a whole lot of flash and noise</strong></p><p><strong>But I still hear the truth in a voice that never avoids the simple joys.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Verse 2 - George Strait)</strong></p><p><strong>The fences might be broken, and the dirt roads turnin' black</strong></p><p><strong>But there's still a dusty trail to ride, you can't ever turn your back.</strong></p><p><strong>I've seen 'em come and seen 'em go, those fly-by-night trends</strong></p><p><strong>But a good pair of worn-out boots, they're the kind of style that never ends.</strong></p><p><strong>I keep my hat low on my forehead, keep my two steps clean and right</strong></p><p><strong>'Cause you don't need a lot of production just to shine your honest light.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Chorus - Alan &amp; George)</strong></p><p><strong>(Alan) 'Cause the steel guitars are still ringing out a cry</strong></p><p><strong>(George) And the honest three chords, well, they just won't lie.</strong></p><p><strong>(Both) They can bury the records, they can turn off the radio</strong></p><p><strong>But the spirit of the old West ain't ever gonna go.</strong></p><p><strong>We'll keep riding the line, keep the legacy strong and wide</strong></p><p><strong>Cowboys Never Die, they just fade out with the tide.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Verse 3 - George Strait)</strong></p><p><strong>They tried to pave the pastures, tried to clean up all the grit</strong></p><p><strong>But I'm still gonna stand my ground, every time the band starts to hit.</strong></p><p><strong>I grew up on Marty Robbins songs, and the Texas wind that blew</strong></p><p><strong>If you sing about the truth, then your crowd will stick with you.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Verse 4 - Alan Jackson)</strong></p><p><strong>I got a jukebox full of classics, all the good ones from the past</strong></p><p><strong>"Don't Rock the Jukebox," man, you know those memories last.</strong></p><p><strong>They can call us old-school, they can call us out of time</strong></p><p><strong>But the kind of song that touches hearts is the classic paradigm.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Chorus - Alan &amp; George)</strong></p><p><strong>(Alan) 'Cause the steel guitars are still ringing out a cry</strong></p><p><strong>(George) And the honest three chords, well, they just won't lie.</strong></p><p><strong>(Both) They can bury the records, they can turn off the radio</strong></p><p><strong>But the spirit of the old West ain't ever gonna go.</strong></p><p><strong>We'll keep riding the line, keep the legacy strong and wide</strong></p><p><strong>Cowboys Never Die, they just fade out with the tide.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Bridge - George)</strong></p><p><strong>This ain't about the charts or the latest Hollywood name</strong></p><p><strong>(Alan) This is about the stories, and keepin' the fire aflame.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><strong>(Outro - Alan &amp; George)</strong></p><p><strong>(George) Just two troubadours...</strong></p><p><strong>(Alan) Standin' tall and true...</strong></p><p><strong>(Both) Yeah, the legends keep on ridin', me and you...</strong></p><p><strong>Cowboys Never Die...</strong></p><p><br></p>