Cowpoke      From Cheyenne to Douglas. all the ranges I know   I drift with the wind, no one cares where I go      I'm lonesome but happy' rich but I'm broke   And the good Lord knows the reason I'm just a cowpoke      Well I ain't got a dime in these old worn out jeans   So I'll quit eatin' steak and go back to beans      I'll pick up a ten spot in Prescott I know (not press God)   From ridin' the broncs in the big rodeo      Maybe this winter, a filly I'll find,   And I'll spend the whole summer with her on my mind,      But I'll never be saddled, I'll never be broke,   I'm a ramblin', gamblin', driftin' cowpoke   Uh huh huh ooo ooo ooo      Been down in the prairie my pony and I    hear the wail of the coyote hear his cry   Uh huh huh ooo ooo ooo      Thanks for helping me remember the words to this old-timer. I learned it from my dad when I was a kid, (I'm 62). I thought of this song today, couldn't remember all the words. Now I have them back. Never heard the last one though. Kind of awkward. Needs another word or two.    Anyway,   Thanks-George Bentley