Cowboys

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You can see a lot when you look in a cowboys eyes
You see many years of hard work, and rarely do you see lies
He has sweat and bleed for everything he will gain
He has driven many miles just so maybe you'll remember his name

He has sacrificed his body tryin to make that one great ride
And when he hears that whistle blow, he stands in the arena with pride
He raises his arms in victory, looking to the crowd
Thinking about his family, and hoping they are proud

He always wears that poor old beat up hat
It's been stepped on and kicked and one side is flat
But it is full of years and memories that he could never trade
For a new Stetson or Ralston of any shape or shade

His body aches in the morning from the crashes he has had
But you will never know it 'cause he will tell ya it's not that bad
He just grits his teeth and bares it, and goes on about his day
He has stalls to clean, and fences to fix, and he has to stack the hay

He is riding for more than money, buckles or the fame
He also rides for pride, and he truly loves the game
So when you see that cowboy sitting on the rail
Just think about the miles he's been and the stories he can tell

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I've always wanted to meet a real cowboy. My great grandfather was a real one, he just died before I was born, so I never got the chance to listen to the great stories he must have had to tell. Keep it up!! :-)

SGW