cowpoke

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

the ranges i know

cause i drift with the wind

no one cares where i go

i ain't got a dime

in these ol' wore out jeans

so i'll stop eating steak

and go back to beans

i'll pick up a ten spot

in prescott i know

ridin' the broncs

in the big rodeo

some evening in springtime

a filly i'll find

and i might spend all summer

with her on my mind

but i'll never be branded

and never be broke

i'm a carefree

range riding

drifting cowpoke