Cowpoke

I'm lonesome but happy Rich but I'm broke And the good Lord knows the reason I'm just a cowpoke From Cheyenne to Douglas All the ranges I know 'Cause I drift with the wind No one cares where I go I ain't got a dime In these old worn out jeans So I'll stop eatin' steak And go back to beans I'll pick up a ten spot And press God I know Well, I'm ridin' the broncs In the big rodeo Some evening in springtime A felly I'll find And I might spend all the summer With her on my mind But I'll never be branded And never be broke I'm a carefree range ridin' Driftin' cowpoke