Fletcher Jowers
A Memory Of Jim

It's a story sad to tell

About the end of life's trail

For the best cowboy I've ever known

He left here so young

With his dreams still undone

He moved on to that heavenly home

A cowboy he was king

He loved the roundups in spring

And he loved Texas it was always his home

We know The Lord understands

How we miss our old friend

Without you Jim how can we go on

He'd save the best horse for you

For him an old bronc would do

He'd ride the bad one and never complain

When you needed a hand

He'd be there 'till the end

He'd stand by you in sunshine or rain

A cowboy he was king

He could do anything

His heart was made of pure gold

It won't ever seem right

It still cuts like a knife

Without you Jim how can we go on

Green pastures now he rides

On that range beyond the skies

In that country where he'll never grow old

On a good horse he'll fly

With the angels by his side

Running freely down trails of shining gold

A cowboy he was king

We'd laugh and we'd sing

His favorite was The Strawberry Roan

So adios my good friend

Someday we'll ride again

Without you Jim how can we go on

© 2003 Pistol Hill Music ASCAP


Mirror lyrics:

© 2003 Pistol Hill Music ASCAP

Without you Jim how can we go on

Someday we'll ride again

So adios my good friend

His favorite was The Strawberry Roan

We'd laugh and we'd sing

A cowboy he was king

Running freely down trails of shining gold

With the angels by his side

On a good horse he'll fly

In that country where he'll never grow old

On that range beyond the skies

Green pastures now he rides

Without you Jim how can we go on

It still cuts like a knife

It won't ever seem right

His heart was made of pure gold

He could do anything

A cowboy he was king

He'd stand by you in sunshine or rain

He'd be there 'till the end

When you needed a hand

He'd ride the bad one and never complain

For him an old bronc would do

He'd save the best horse for you

Without you Jim how can we go on

How we miss our old friend

We know The Lord understands

And he loved Texas it was always his home

He loved the roundups in spring

A cowboy he was king

He moved on to that heavenly home

With his dreams still undone

He left here so young

For the best cowboy I've ever known

About the end of life's trail

It's a story sad to tell


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