Cowboy at Heart

Cowboy at Heart

By Andy Allchurch

 

 

In these changing times, I’ll try to change my ways

No more the cowboy riding through the prairie haze

I’m coming home and I hope to settle down

But remember I’ve been in the saddle for a while

Riding the cattle trail living life old style

Am I ready to be a man about town?

You see I’m a man for the open spaces

I’m not one for airs and graces

I’m just an old cowboy at heart

You see I can’t think of anything better than being a drover

Pushing cattle till my time is over

What I have now, I don’t want to fall apart

 

 

The life we live, is one of respect and trust

I make the money for us eating the dust

But when I’m back I hope to settle down

This life I’ve chosen has given us a good home

But I am one who’s born to roam

Am I ready to be a man about town?

You see I’m a man that can’t be indoors

I’m one of the outdoor cowboy warriors

I’m just an old cowboy at heart

You see living and working on the western plains is a bonus

This old prairie stands alone so timeless

What I have now, I don’t want to fall apart

 

 

Given enough time alone, I’ll reflect on where I belong

Maybe this next drive will be my swan song

So upon my return I hope to settle down

I’ve had a good run at doing what I do best

Maybe I’ll stay instead of being a house guest

Am I ready to be a man about town?

You see I need help to pass the test

I’m a man of the Wild West

I’m just an old cowboy at heart

You see it’s hard for an old ramrod to break the chains

It’s hard to halt cattle drive campaigns

What I have now, I don’t want to fall apart

 

 

In these changing times, I will change my ways

No more the cowboy riding through the prairie haze

I’m coming home and I will settle down

I’m done and dusted sitting in the saddle, saddle sore

I want my woman, my porch, my front door

I am ready to be a man about town

You see I’m giving up the open spaces

I want my woman’s warm gentle embraces

But I’m still an old cowboy at heart

You see the prairie life is stuck fast in my old bones

My mind it wanders sometimes moans

But what I have now, I don’t want to fall apart

 

 

I’m still an old cowboy at heart.

 

 

Copyright  © Andy Allchurch 2013