Lyrics:

Discouraged is the word these days at homes across the range
The livestock market's down, and it don't look like it's gonna change
And nobody's found a cure for what we are goin' through
But I'll tell you boys just what I'm gonna do
Well, I'm gonna saddle up Old Paint right after shipping time
Ride out on the mountain among the aspens and the pines
Take along my fishing pole and leave my cares behind
And find myself a little peace of mind

I'm gonna ride out on the mountain, live like a mountain man
Lay my body on the ground, eat from a fryin' pan
Well, I know it's not the answer, but I'm gonna try to lose
These doggone, low-down workin' cowboy blues

Well, next year might get better, yeah that's what they always say
But I've seen a string of next years come and, Lord, they're all the same
But as long as there's a mountain, some place to get away
Well, this old cowboy just might not go insane

I'm gonna ride up on the mountain, live like a mountain man
Lay my body on the ground, eat from a fryin' pan
Well, I know it's not the answer, but I'm gonna try to lose
These doggone low down workin' cowboy blues
These doggone low down lonesome workin' cowboy blues