Chisum

John Chisum

Weary saddle worn, They said that you can't make it,

will you heed to what they've said, move your beef to Texas across

the river red, there're betting you can't make it but you bet your life

there're wrong, keep riding to the Pecos to find where you belong.

Chisum

John Chisum weary saddle worn

Chisum

John Chisum and you still keep going on.

Now the wind blows lonely and you can't help thinking

of the things, that you've left behind but you've got to gamble

 on a few more horizons for the dreams that prey on your mind.

Chisum,

John Chisum weary saddle worn,

Chisum,

John Chisum can you still keep going on, can you still keep going on.

Well you've crossed beyond the Brazos, fought Comanche's, rain and sand,

You've brought your cattle westwards is this your promised land? 

you've made it to the Pecos carved your empire neath the sun,

you won a hundred battles but the fight keeps going on.

Chisum

John Chisum

Weary saddle worn

Chisum

John Chisum

Can you still keep going on,

Can you still keep going on.