Colter Wall - The Last Loving Words Lyrics

It's a long way 'round the Llano Estacado
We turned 'em north towards Colorado
Crossed the wide pecos, the sun, it did bake us
But we're bound to make us a buck

Two thousand long-horn cattle
Some eighteen good men in the saddle
We knew of the dangers
Me and that old ranger
Paired up in this strange enterprise

So goodbye, goodnight
So long, my friend
I fear that New Mexico is where my trail ends
Think on me with kindness
These were the last loving words

The trails have been all but paved over
So too, has the time of the drover
But cowmen remember that night in September
In Fort Sumner, these words could be heard

Goodbye, goodnight
So long, my friend
I fear that New Mexico is where my trail ends
Think on me with kindness
These were the last loving words