He's a rider, keeps ridin' all he can 'cause he's a tryer, Keeps tryin' all he can, 'cause he never seems to know he's had enough. And it gets rough. He's been boozin'. He ain't a drunk, he's just forgettin' that he's loosin'. Forgettin' pain his mind and body feels, and he needs a meal.
[CHORUS:] He'll keep tryin' 'cause he still recalls the days when it paid off, When he was winning; you can bet he won a lot more that he lost. He ain't no quitter, no one can talk him out of movin' on, 'Cause he's a tryer, and he's damn sure, his second chance'll come before to long.
He's a cowboy. He's country bred and strong, yeah, he's a cowboy. And he'd rather take the pain than face the shame and face the judge deep down inside. Well it's just pride. So he'll keep goin', keep tryin' hard to ride instead of throwin' 'Cause he just won't admit he's growing old. The thought's too cold.
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