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| Cowboy Dreams
He rides the range from dawn to dusk His life alone each day Hat pulled low upon his brow He knows no other way. Dust and grit around him swirl His horse and he are one Never lonely, no regrets As he rides beneath the sun. At night he's not alone For the stars shine overhead As he watches them and dreams From the ground that is his bed. Spurs that jingle as he rides He keeps the herd together In youth his dreams were of this life And he'll live this way forever. (charlotte anselmo) |
