Myself and other musicians that I've met.
Story behind the song
I wrote quite a few songs while working in an iron foundry. A tool and die tech named Rex Haney dared me to write an song about another tool and die tech named Bill Saville who word cowboy boots. Rex gave me the name of the song. The rest came from my imagination. Bill came from a farm in Illinois and did once drive a Mustang.
Lyrics
TOOL AND DIE COWBOY
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Tool and die cowboy, tool and die
Tool and die cowboy, tool and die
He doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke
He never makes the young girls cry
Tool and die cowboy, tool and die
Billy started as a young boy somewhere in Illinois
His family was humble, an old rope his only toy
He learned to tie a lasso, rounded up a wild fence post
And rode into the sunset on an old white mare named Ghost
He saw programs on the TV, the ones he liked the best
Were Gunsmoke and Bonanza and all the ones out west
Had a great admiration for the Marlbouro Man
And if Little Joe could be a cowboy, anybody can
So he left behind the homestead and a farmer named Saville
He Loaded up the Mustang and rode off for the hills
He wasn't far along the way and ended up his trip
When General Motors offered him a tool and die apprentiship
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Now his boots are tooled leather, pointy toes with silver tips
But he don't wear no lasso or chaps upon his hips
He has to ride a lot of bull but he works the holidays
Cause if he can't be a cowboy he'll round up that double pay
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He tried to be a cowboy but that wasn't with his luck
Now his horse is made of steel and we all call it Buck
His memories are of a time when people called him Tex
But now his only dowgy is a puppy dog named Rex
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whistle, yow............
