As cowboys go he was a purdy good one, or at least that what they said.
He could shoe a horse birth a calf and if you could heel he could head.

He knew his way around  a horse and could ride from dawn till dusk.
And like any cowboy worth his salt he sure knew how to cuss

He worked as a cowboy for the Triple D but he didn't plan to stay.
He had a dream that he was going  be a country star someday.

Weekend nights you'd find him at one of the local bars in town.
Guitar slung over his shoulder layin some willie nelson down.

Then he might play a little Haggard or Johnny Cash's I Walk the Line.
And before the night was over he was sure to play  Jerry Reed's  She Got the Gold Mine.

That boy could play every song that  old  Hank Williams ever wrote.
Some said...