Cowboy Blue
By UTTubby
He rides hard and he ropes fast, he takes a nap and he dreams alot. His breakfast is early and he works late, till napping beneath a pale blue sky. He loves the rain, but he hates the wind, he stands alone, he sinks low twisting down a lonesome trail. He sings of a lady dressed in white with soft sweet-scented perfume, serenading his silvery blue moon, (her singing him a favorite love song). He lives with a tune, heard every night, plays a guitar as others gather by, whistles a song so dear to her heart, clinging around a blazing campfire. © 2001 Dana Gallup All rights reserved) Written November 7th, 2001 © on Nov 07 2001 10:25 AM PST 0 • 10
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"He rides hard and he ropes fast, ..."