Here's to the cowboys who don't ride away in the sunsetHere's to the ones who corral their urge to run freeThey come home at sundown to help with the seeds they have plantedThey may not be perfect, but they're real down-home heroes to meLike tumbleweeds tumble and drifters keep driftingThey leave off where real men beginHere's to the cowboys who don't ride away in the sunsetGod bless them ladies, cause these are the men who are menHere's to the cowboys who know lovin's more than just lovin'Here's to the daddies who won't let the cupboards go bareThey keep home fires burnin' Sundays and birthdays and ChristmasNow let's give them credit, you're lucky if you've got one who's thereLike tumbleweeds tumble and drifters keep driftingThey leave off where real men beginHere's to the cowboys who don't ride away in the sunsetGod bless them ladies, cause these are the men who are menA lady may beckon, but still you can reckonHe'll stick by you through thick and thinWith two still in high chairs and one in the ovenIt takes a good man to hang inSo let tumbleweeds tumble and drifters keep driftingThey leave off where real men beginHere's to the cowboys who don't ride away in the sunsetGod bless them ladies, cause these are the men who are menGod bless them ladies, cause these are the men who are men