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