Digital Cowboys

[Verse] In a town where the tumbleweeds aren't real, Typing stories, that's the deal, Dusty books now turned to bytes, In the glow of laptop lights. [Verse 2] We ain't riding horses, but we're saddled up, To the hum of servers, that's our sup, Folks used to gather 'round the old town hall, Now we Google search and webinar call. [Chorus] Digital cowboys on the virtual plain, Rustling data, riding the binary train, We ain't lost our roots, we're just shifting the scene, From dusty archives to a glowing screen. [Verse 3] Folk tales once whispered 'round the campfire glows, Now we code and format those prose, Histories, mysteries unfolded anew, With a touch of a key, the past comes through. [Bridge] We wrangle websites, not cattle or land, Information flows through our hands, With a click, we unleash a brimming sea, Of tales and lore for all to see. [Verse 4] Out here in the wide digital space, We're keeping the history, preserving the place, Letters, diaries, old and grand, Folded into files, at our command.