Written by Betty Allen
D A Bm A Folks used to think that I could ride any bronc or bull alive G A And maybe in my younger days I could D A Bm A But now I'm slowin' down a bit friends tell me that I should quit G A D And if I didn't love it so I would A Bm A I recall when folks thought I was great and all the riders used to hate G A To see my name upon the entry door D A Bm A 'Cause I could ride and I could rope the others seemed to have no hope G A D Lookin' at the buckle that I wore G A D It said All Around Cowboy of 1964 G A Long days and lucky breaks helped me along G A D A G Working hard and riding fast and sleeping in the cold G A D Made me All Around Cowboy of 1964 D A Bm A Folks don't seem to realize the thrill I get from every ride G A That bronc feels like pure dynamite to me D A Bm A Scratched and bruised my body aches from the day to day abuse it takes G A D Lord only knows the way it sets me free A Bm A Now my days have shortened up I'm outa breaks and outa luck G A And things will never be the same old way D A Bm A As I look and shed a tear sometimes I can almost hear G A D The echos of the judges they would say G A D You're the All Around Cowboy of 1964 G A Long days and lucky breaks helped me along G A D A G Working hard and riding fast and sleeping in the cold G A D Made me All Around Cowboy of 1964 G A D Yes I'm the All Around Cowboy of 1964