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
Well it's north in the spring
If there ain't a big drought
Then as soon it frost
I'll be heading' back south
But I ain't gotta worry
Cause I ain't got time
I'm too busy living
This free life of mine
Some evening in springtime
A filly I'll find
And I might spend all summer
With her on my mind
But I'll never be branded
And never be broke
I'm a carefree, range riding
Drifting cowpoke
