For Coy

Now a boy will have his heroes
A man who he can praise
And, mine was just a cowboy
Out Arizona way

Cause I was just a kid 15
With nothing much to do
And Coy could ride like a part of the horse,
And he told me stories too, he told me stories too!

Now Coy didn’t have much schooling, I know,
But that was fine with me.
Cause he could sing a cowboy song,
like a page of history

And I was just a kid
15 with nothin much to do
And Coy could ride like a part of the horse
And he told me stories too, He told me stories too!

He spun out lots of cowboy yarns
All about about the rodeo, and of fancy guns and women
That he’d seen come and go
I listened oh, so carefully, truth didn't matter much
In spite of the fact they were just tall tales
They had a magic touch.

And I can still remember, the things we used to do
Back when Coy could ride like a part of the horse,
And he told me stories too! He told me stories too!