It's not a sad tale from the prairie
Not a scene straight from High Noon
It's 'bout a young boy with a constant frown
From a North of England mining town
Guess the year was 1960
When my Pappa came to me
He said "Look young man One day you'll understand
But it's time for me to leave
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
They don't cry, don't cry
Wipe that tear straight from your eye
Cowboys don't cry
Then he rode off into the sunset
I was to see him just once more
I was traded in
For whisky, wine and gin
Gambling and whores
Well the hard times were a plenty
I lived my life as he decreed
When a tear was near
All that I could hear
Is what my Pappa said to me
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
They don't cry, don't cry
Wipe that tear straight from your eye
Cowboys don't cry
Thirty years passed so, so quickly
He came a knocking at my door
He said "son I really need you now
You see I'm old and broke for sure
That's when I stopped making excuses
For this man with tearful eyes
To this man so full of Sitting Bull
I said "you need to realise
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
They don't cry, don't cry
Wipe that tear straight from your eye
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
They don't cry, don't cry
Wipe that tear straight from your eye
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
Cowboys don't cry
They don't cry, don't cry
Wipe that tear straight from your eye