He’ll call up all the riders in the sky
I gotta get my roll together gettin’ ready for that sunrise
That winds up where old cowboys never die
The trail he rides is narrow but it’s straighter than an arrow
And he rides point for all the great and small
He will take us through the wire onto that plain that’s higher
He’s the greatest cowboy of them all
Once he rode into the sunset…
He’s the greatest cowboy of them all.”