DUST EATIN' COWBOYS
(Dave Gordon)

I laid in some wages and went on a spree
But whisky and women got the better of me
Boys, you might as well shoot for the man in the moon
As to shoot for the girls at the Red Dog Saloon

They're too hard to handle and too cold to touch
And their ten dollar kiss is a little too much
The handsome young dandies are always preferred
To the dust eatin' cowboys at the rear of the herd

There's lots of them hungry old rounders around
Who'd give a month's pay for a weekend in town
For an armful of gingham and a glass full of foam
Now they're hustlin' for a train fare to take them back home

But they sold off the prairie for a fist full of change
Now there's barbed wire fences all over the range
Before they did business, they should have conferred
With the dust eatin' cowboys at the rear of the herd

Some folks think everyone wants to do right
But some people out there ain't tryin' tonight
I'd give my right arm and the other one too
If I could do better, like I never do

And I can't help recallin' when the chapel bell chimes
That Peter himself denied Jesus three times
If you talk to heaven, put in a good word
For the dust eatin' cowboys at the rear of the herd
For the dust eatin' cowboys at the rear of the herd

Words and music by Dave Gordon. Jimmy Skinner Music BMI
Source: The Hotmud Family 'Meat and Potatoes & Stuff Like That' Flying Fish LP FF 251 PS.