When the rodeo was over, we're all go to the room.
We're drink some beer relax awhile and sing some cowboy tunes.
That old guitar we passed around, it was battered, scratched, and
But lord it sounded mighty fine, when john ed sang "cowpoke"
Ben hed think of some old tune, and hed really wail away.
Dunderd play the spoons and sing until the break of day.
Clyde hed tell a poem or two and old rich hed crack a joke.
But damn it nearly make you cry when john ed sang "cowpoke"
Someday this road i travel, lord i will leave behind.
But memories of the things ive seen will never leave my mind.
On a quiet summers evening when the sun is sinking low,
Ill think again of days gone by when john ed sang "cowpoke".