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

All the ranges I know

'Cause I drift with the wind

No one cares where I go

I ain't got a dime

In these old worn out jeans

So I'll stop eatin' steak

And go back to beans

I'll pick up a ten spot

And press God I know

Well, I'm ridin' the broncs

In the big rodeo

Some evening in springtime

A felly I'll find

And I might spend all the summer

With her on my mind

But I'll never be branded

And never be broke

I'm a carefree range ridin'

Driftin' cowpoke