[Verse] In the sun baked days of the olden West Was a man of patience who lived his best Dusted hat low over twinklin' eyes At home on the range and beneath starry skies [Chorus] He's the last real cowboy in Thunder Ridge Comin' down off the mesa like a javelina Last real cowboy in Thunder Ridge I don't know if he's gone or if he's comin' home [Verse] Now he's drinkin' in the desert and it ain't no fun For a man who carries more than his share of a gun And in the drought he moves to the river's mouth Where he lives off the fish and the grace of the South [Chorus] He's the last real cowboy in Thunder Ridge Comin' down off the mesa like a javelina Last real cowboy in Thunder Ridge I don't know if he's gone or if he's comin' home [Verse] There's a man of violence who sees the same As a man of reason but he's quicker to blame A man of virtue still makes mistakes But a man of love will give more than he takes [Chorus] He's the last real cowboy in Thunder Ridge Comin' down off the mesa like a javelina Last real cowboy in Thunder Ridge I don't know if he's gone or if he's comin' home
