Sunday, January 30, 2011


the ride is long
pack your bedroll tight
put on your spurs
you ride tonight
under the light of stars
and sultry moon
the cacti stand
like haggard men
and warriors dance
from days long gone
and the smell of death
lingers on
from gunfights past
and the search for gold
cowboys searching
the young and old
for better days
and honest ways
to deal with life
and mountain haze
the leather hands
and faces well-worn
have lines of life
from many storms
so ride on cowboy
and let it go
ride your life
your tale of woe
the miles are long
the journey true
ride on cowboy
for me and you

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