Bunkhouse

A cowboy is to the prairie
 As a sailor is to the sea
 A cowboy is to the prairie
 As a trucker is to the highway
 If you don't think that cowboys cry
 Well then you never heard a cowboy's song
 If you don't think that cowboys cry
 Your Daddy's not from Montana
 You've never spent the night
 Under the big sky
 You never been
 Left behind for a saddle, and a bottle of rye
 If you don't think that cowboys cry
 Well then you never heard a cowboy's song
 If you don't think that cowboys cry
 If you don't think that cowboys cry
 Well then you never heard a cowboy's song
 If you don't think that cowboys cry
 (aaahhh-oooooooo)
 (aaahhh-oooooooo)
 If you don't think that cowboy's cry
 You never been left
 For a campfire, and a can of beans
 You never been left, for that big sky
 For that big sky
 For a saddle and a bottle of rye
 And a bottle of rye
 A cowboy is to the prairie
 As a sailor is to the sea
 A cowboy is to the prairie
 As a trucker is to the highway