Cowboy by day, a troubadour by night, Singing tales of the west, in the soft moonlight. From the open range to the honky-tonk stage, He's a Ramblin' man, a modern sage.
Making ends meet, by the rodeo's attendance, He wears his scars, with a cowboy's acceptance. With a twang in his voice and a heart so bold, He sings of love, of legends, of tales untold.
