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I'm just an old cowboy today Nobody wants me I'm not much use anymore But in my mind's eye, I remember a time when I was needed When I made a difference An age when heroes were heroes and villains were villains Money didn't matter as much as honour A good man's handshake was his word My aim was unmatched I delivered justice Now, I sit in my chair Hunched over Weak My pistol at my side An empty power symbol, really I barely have the reflexes to defend myself I cough and struggle for breath But back then, I commanded respect I was strong I protected my little town People appreciated me I genuinely cared for them I had a sweetheart and I married her She kept me happy and I did my best by her She died unexpectedly Leaving me alone Now, I feel bitter My body aches As the sun sets, I know my time's winding down My days are numbered I'm just an old cowboy today