My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys Lyrics – Ty Myers
“My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys” was released by an English-speaking artist named Ty Myers on the date of September 18, 2026 in the album Two Braids & The Truth – My Tribute to Willie. This song is known to have been written by a person whose name is Sharon M. Vaughn who is known not only as the writer of lyrics but also as the composer of the tune, whereas Ty Myers is responsible for performing vocals in this release. Released in the album that is devoted to Willie Nelson, this song is one of the tracks that relate to Myers’ interpretation with the songs from the country music tradition. With the title “My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys”, the song creates a nostalgic mood and evokes associations of admiration, personal heroes, freedom, Western culture, and love for cowboys. It is the distinctive title that makes this song memorable. Altogether, this song is a tribute release by Ty Myers in which he performs the song by Sharon M. Vaughn.

My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys Song Info
| Song Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Singer | Ty Myers |
| Composer | Sharon M. Vaughn |
| Lyrics | Sharon M. Vaughn |
| Album | Two Braids & The Truth – My Tribute to Willie |
| Release | September 18, 2026 |
| Language | English |
My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys Song Lyrics
My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys Lyrics by Ty Myers
(Feat. Ben Haggard)
I grew up dreamin’ of bein’ a cowboy
And lovin’ the cowboy ways
Pursuin’ the life of my high-ridin’ heroes
I burned up my childhood days
I learned all the rules of a modern-day drifter
Don’t you hold on to nothin’ too long
“Just take what you need from the ladies, then leave them”
Were the words of a sad country song
My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of
Themselves and their slow-movin’ dreams
Cowboys are special, their own brand of misery
From bein’ alone too long
You can die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare
Knowin’ well that their best days are gone
Pickin’ up hookers instead of my pen
I let the words of my youth fade away
Old worn-out saddles, old worn-out memories
But no one and no place to stay
My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are, it seems
Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of
Themselves and their slow-movin’ dreams