cowboypoetry-1502

Riding the Wind

I am going to ride the wind When it’s blowing hard and strong. I’ll jump on its back And we’ll follow a track Where clouds go loping along. I am going to ride the wind When it chases behind the rain, And whenever it snows I’ll be saddled to go, I’ll mount up and grab …

Santy’s Red & White Rope

All the boy could do is stare at the rope hanging there Off the cowboy’s saddle horn Stripes of red and white, with the coils all dun up tight Seemed to glow in the winter morn The curious boy said, “Where’d you get a lasso with red It’s a real beauty, Mr. Cowpoke” “I received …

Another Day in the Saddle

Dashing across Chilcotin plains, Clasping firmly onto the reins. Feeling the wind of hot summer air, Caressing his face and blowing his hair. Hearing the sound of thundering hooves, Of herded cattle on the move. Feeling the rhythm of his mare, Galloping on without a care. It was midday and the sun was high, Up …

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Diamond Joe

There is a man you hear about, most every place you go His holdings are in Texas, and his name is Diamond Joe He carries all his money, in a diamond studded jaw And he’s never been much bothered by the process of the law I hired on to Diamond Joe boys, I did offer …