Beneath That Pecos Sun

Just a little Ditty

He was a rough and tumble cowboy

he left his home and all his kin.

He rode a big Montanan stallion

sixteen hands and black as sin.

He rode down to those Texas plains

with just his saddle, rope and gun.

He sang a song as on he rode

beneath that Pecos Sun.

He rode into a cow camp

dusty and dirty from the trail

and spied the big, tall foreman

rugged face and tough as nails.

He said I'm from up Montana

and I was born to rope and ride.

He tossed his loop around a steer

it gored him and there he died. 

They picked up the dead young cowboy

and they laid him in the ground.

His headstone said he had no name

but his grave can still be found.

And, the people who traveled by his grave

they all stop and bow and pray

for the rough and tumble cowboy 

whose gravestone marks their way.

Reviews

[Dave Brown]

love those cowboy yarns

[Papaya]

This one sounds a lot like a Johnny Cash song.
So yeah, I love it!

[James]

I didn't even think about that, but now it does sound like that to me...too bad, it sound like that when I sing it.

[Papaya]

Do you have it on sound cloud? Or you tube?

[James]

no. But I have been playing ans singing at a few places in tow. My profile is from a couple weeks ago