I'm lonesome but happy,
Rich but i'm broke,
And the good Lord knows the reason,
I'm just a cowpoke.
From Cheyenne to Douglas,
All the ranges i know,
I drift with the wind,
No one cares where i go.
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,
While a'ridin' the broncs,
In the big rodeo.
Bed down in the prairie,
My pony and I,
To the wail of the coyote,
Hear his cry.
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