A Cowboy's Lament

      A Cowboy’s Lament

The trail is often long and dusty
but for me and my pony trusty
it’s simply great just to ride along
singing our special cowboy song

Ki-yi, little doggies, go home

I love this life, my own cowboy life
alone most days, not tied to a wife
roaming where’er my doggies find feed
rich verdant grass with nary a weed

Ki-yi, little doggies, go home

Some days I dream of a home and child
then I soon hear the call of the wild
wipe the tears away and again sing
about the summer, winter, fall and spring

Ki-yi, little doggies, go home

A smile creases my sun-wrinkled face
I’d rather be here than any place
riding the trails worn so long ago
by wood wagons crossing to and fro

Ki-yi, little doggies, go home

There’s not much hope for workers like me
who want nothing more than to be free
for cattle are bound by fences plain
even so, I sing my song  again

Ki-yi, little doggies, go home