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 he sounded a bit like Hank and he never missed a note.

He'd sing that Waylon Jennings's song Honkey Tonk 
Heros  or Willie's Blue Eyes Cryin in the Rain.
And when he went into I Sang Dixie you could almost feel Dwight Yoakam's pain.

He wasn't just a singer but he was a guitar slinger too.
Up and down the fret board that cowboy's fingers flew.

He could do most any style of country music from rockabilly to western swing.
And he could sound like almost any artist when he'd sing.

Sometimes he'd  play the classics like Star Dust or Autumn Leaves.
And he always played the crowd favorite  She Only Bitches When She Breathes.

He might open the night with something like Whisky River or Garth Brooks Rodeo
But every night he sang Toby Keith's I Should of Been a Cowboy to end the show.

He was real popular loccally and a lot people came to listen to him sing a song or two
But His dream of being a big country star never did come true as  dreams so seldom do.

So he ended up staying at the Triple D where he cowboyed all week long.
But weekends you still can find him at local bar and if you yell out a request he'l  play your favorite song
© terry colby