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This is an old style Traditional Western song
I posted a version of this song in 2007, shortly after I came to MJ, but have since taken it down. This is a completely new version with extensive rewriting of the lyrics, including the addition of a bridge that was not in the original version from the 1990 recording I posted here.
I'm not sure it's any better, but it is different in a number of way. Different bpm, different instruments including the addition of a string section later in the song.
I need some feedback on this one and I could also use some volunteers to do the harmony parts. The ones I did I don't care for that much and it really needs some pro harmony singers to help it shine,
he song it about an old cowboy on his way out.
I hope you enjoy this song as it is, but can also offer suggestion for improvements.
Thanks for listening, and be well,
Ed
I posted a version of this song in 2007, shortly after I came to MJ, but have since taken it down. This is a completely new version with extensive rewriting of the lyrics, including the addition of a bridge that was not in the original version from the 1990 recording I posted here.
I'm not sure it's any better, but it is different in a number of way. Different bpm, different instruments including the addition of a string section later in the song.
I need some feedback on this one and I could also use some volunteers to do the harmony parts. The ones I did I don't care for that much and it really needs some pro harmony singers to help it shine,
he song it about an old cowboy on his way out.
I hope you enjoy this song as it is, but can also offer suggestion for improvements.
Thanks for listening, and be well,
Ed
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Lyrics
He's a Hard Workin' Cowboy - ( An Old Saddle Tramp ) - G-maj
Words, Music and Arrangement By Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
Copyright © December 11, 1990 All Rights Reserved - Registered January 15, 1991
New lyrics Copyright © Edward C Wemmerus Sr. August 24, 1020
VERSE 1
As a young man he learned, how to rope and to ride
His father had taught him, the meaning of pride
He learned how to work, and he learned how to sweat
He learned about truth, and promises kept
CHORUS 1
He's a hard workin' cowboy, an old saddle tramp
With a bedroll and saddle, he makes up his camp
He's a hard workin' cowboy, who's time is long past
He'll work them old doggies, till he breathes his last.
VERSE 2
He once loved a woman, filled with desire
A pretty young lady, with eyes full of fire
But the call of the saddle, he could not ignore
When she finally left him, he rode all the more
CHORUS 2
He's a hard workin' cowboy, an old saddle tramp
With a bedroll and saddle, he makes up his camp
He's a hard workin' cowboy, who lives in the past,
But he'll work them old doggies, till he breathes his last.
VERSE 3
He knows the times come, to take his last ride
So he cinches his saddle, and mounts up with pride
He watches the young man, who'll soon take his place
With the wisdom of age, etched on his face
Bridge
Sometimes when a man, is stuck in the past
Has nothing to show, nothing that lasts
But his time has come, to count up the cost
For the choices he's made, the love that he lost
FINAL CHORUS
He's a hard workin' cowboy, just an old saddle tramp
But the fires gone out, and he's breakin up camp
He's a hard workin' cowboy, who's given his best
For him the rides over, at last he can rest
Tag Line:
Yeah - for him the rides over, at last he can rest
Words, Music and Arrangement By Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
Copyright © December 11, 1990 All Rights Reserved - Registered January 15, 1991
New lyrics Copyright © Edward C Wemmerus Sr. August 24, 1020
VERSE 1
As a young man he learned, how to rope and to ride
His father had taught him, the meaning of pride
He learned how to work, and he learned how to sweat
He learned about truth, and promises kept
CHORUS 1
He's a hard workin' cowboy, an old saddle tramp
With a bedroll and saddle, he makes up his camp
He's a hard workin' cowboy, who's time is long past
He'll work them old doggies, till he breathes his last.
VERSE 2
He once loved a woman, filled with desire
A pretty young lady, with eyes full of fire
But the call of the saddle, he could not ignore
When she finally left him, he rode all the more
CHORUS 2
He's a hard workin' cowboy, an old saddle tramp
With a bedroll and saddle, he makes up his camp
He's a hard workin' cowboy, who lives in the past,
But he'll work them old doggies, till he breathes his last.
VERSE 3
He knows the times come, to take his last ride
So he cinches his saddle, and mounts up with pride
He watches the young man, who'll soon take his place
With the wisdom of age, etched on his face
Bridge
Sometimes when a man, is stuck in the past
Has nothing to show, nothing that lasts
But his time has come, to count up the cost
For the choices he's made, the love that he lost
FINAL CHORUS
He's a hard workin' cowboy, just an old saddle tramp
But the fires gone out, and he's breakin up camp
He's a hard workin' cowboy, who's given his best
For him the rides over, at last he can rest
Tag Line:
Yeah - for him the rides over, at last he can rest
TobinMueller
I love cowboy music. This captures the essence. Classic, simple, virtuous, as if it was from the 150 year old catalog. I'd have varied the piano each verse a bit. I like your bridge, makes it more universal. Really nice.