In the past of my memory
There's a picture that I see
Of a cowboy riding down the M3
In this song with golden strings
We have a stride, he chased his dream
In the winter nests over the open streams
We have a song, say a memory on time
In the melody of his guitar He robbed the star
A picture of a cowboy so wild and free In the echo of the past
In the echo of the past He will always be
In the depths of the over there
He's a prize, Romeo without fear
We have a song, yeah He's a boy, he's a oh yeah
Underneath the vest,
oh no Underneath the vest,
oh no
We have a sunrise,
he faced the day In the winter nests,
he'd find his way
In the echoes of the past He will always be
We have a song,
say a memory In the heart of a cowboy
A picture of a cowboy so wild and free In the echoes of the past
He will always be In the heart of a cowboy He'd ride,
remind,
remind,
yeah Remind,
yeah Through the years may pass us by In the cowboy's
pride we will never die For in the echoes of the past
In the echo of his song We will find the courage to drag on
A picture of a
cowboy so wild and free In the echoes of the past
He will always be