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The Cowboy's Life
The bawl of a steer
To a cowboy's ear
Is music of sweetest strain;
And the yelping notes
Of the gray coyotes
To him are a glad refrain.
The rapid beat
Of his bronco's feet
On the sod as he speeds along;
Keeps living time
To ihe ringing rhyme
Of his rollicking cowboy song.
And his jolly songs
Speed him along
As he thinks of the little gal
With golden hair
Who is waiting there
At the bars of the home corral.
Hike it cowboys
For the range away
On the back of a bronc of steel;
With a careless flirt
Of a rawhide quirt
And a dig of a roweled heel.
For a kingly crown
In the noisy town
His saddle he wouldn't change;
No life so free
As the life we see
Way out on the Yaso range.
The winds may blow
And the thunder growl
Or the breezes may safely
A cowboy's life
Is a royal life
His saddle his kingly throne.
[moan:
His eyes are bright
And his heart as light
As the smoke of his cigarette;
There's never a care
For his soul to bear
No trouble to make him fret.
Saddle up, boys
For the work is play
When love's in the cowboy's
When his heart is light [eyes
As the clouds of white
That swim in the summer skies.
OB-H268
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