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I’ve been known to buck a bale or two in my day And I’ve loved a gal or a few and rode away. I’ve dug up taters for just a dollar a day— I’ve clerked in stores and let the boss man have his say. There’s few ‘round here that ain’t had me in their employ— But like I’ve always said: “Heck, I ain’t no cowboy!” They say soldiers is heroes – I gave it a try— I lost use of an arm and saw too many die. But I ain’t no whiner and I never did quit— I’m big and raw-boned and I don’t care one darned bit What others may think on the range or back in town— I’m just a simple ol’ soul that ain’t too profound. I’ve busted some chops and broke me some wild broncs— Bruised butts and cracked heads in some crazy honkytonks— I’ve wrote me poems about the West and its joy— But like I’ve always said: “Heck, I ain’t no cowboy.” And though I’m downtrodden and may live in two worlds— I savor a coon dog and still love all the girls. I’ll leave with my ol’ hat and a pair of good boots— A twelve-gauge shotgun and an ol’ Colt that still shoots. You can bury me in town or out on the range— ‘Cause both of them is just fine and neither is strange— Don’t belly-up to my pine box or act too coy— Just tell the blamed ol’ truth: “Heck, he weren’t no cowboy.”

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Heck, I Ain'T No Cowboy

I’ve been known to buck a bale or two in my day And I’ve loved a gal or a few and rode away. I’ve dug up taters for just a dollar a day— I’ve clerked in stores and let the boss man have his say. There’s few ‘round here that ain’t had me in their employ— But like I’ve always said: “Heck, I ain’t no cowboy!” They say soldiers is heroes – I gave it a try— I lost use of an arm and saw too many die. But I ain’t no whiner and I never did quit— I’m big and raw-boned and I don’t care one darned bit What others may think on the range or back in town— I’m just a simple ol’ soul that ain’t too profound. I’ve busted some chops and broke me some wild broncs— Bruised butts and cracked heads in some crazy honkytonks— I’ve wrote me poems about the West and its joy— But like I’ve always said: “Heck, I ain’t no cowboy.” And though I’m downtrodden and may live in two worlds— I savor a coon dog and still love all the girls. I’ll leave with my ol’ hat and a pair of good boots— A twelve-gauge shotgun and an ol’ Colt that still shoots. You can bury me in town or out on the range— ‘Cause both of them is just fine and neither is strange— Don’t belly-up to my pine box or act too coy— Just tell the blamed ol’ truth: “Heck, he weren’t no cowboy.”