My John Wayne (Acoustic)

He could rope the wind

He could win the fight

Shoot you straight

And he knew wrong from right

He could saddle up

Save the day

But he knew when

He should ride away

He was hard, but he was good to the core

They don’t make them like that anymore

He was rare as a July desert rain

He was my John Wayne

He could fall in love

He could be the fool

He could blow his top

But he could keep his cool

You could see his life

His face and hands

He was a woman's dream

And a man’s man

He was hard, but he was good to the core

No, they don’t make them like that anymore

He was rare as a July desert rain

He was my John Wayne

Now to someone else

He was just some guy

They didn’t shed a tear

On the day he died

But tonight he walks down the streets of gold

A cowboy and a hero

He was hard, but he was good to the core

No, they don’t make them like that anymore

He was rare as a July desert rain

He was my John Wayne

He was my John Wayne