Cowpoke



From Cheyenne to Douglas. all the ranges I know

I drift with the wind, no one cares where I go



I'm lonesome but happy' rich but I'm broke

And the good Lord knows the reason I'm just a cowpoke



Well I ain't got a dime in these old worn out jeans

So I'll quit eatin' steak and go back to beans



I'll pick up a ten spot in Prescott  I know   (not press God)

From ridin' the broncs in the big rodeo



Maybe this winter, a filly I'll find,

And I'll spend the whole summer with her on my mind,



But I'll never be saddled, I'll never be broke,

I'm a ramblin', gamblin', driftin' cowpoke

Uh huh huh ooo ooo ooo



Been down in the prairie my pony and I 

hear the wail of the coyote hear his cry

Uh huh huh ooo ooo ooo



Thanks for helping me remember the words to this old-timer. I learned it from my dad when I was a kid, (I'm 62). I thought of this song today, couldn't remember all the words. Now I have them back. Never heard the last one though. Kind of awkward. Needs another word or two. 

Anyway,

  Thanks-George Bentley