Lone Cowboy
He is a man to himself Trust is not of his nature He is a lone cowboy Corralling his love It would be easier putting a stallion out to pasture He is a gentle man, simple is his way His cowboy hat, boots and trusty steed Is all he needs to make his day He's a man to himself, trust is not of his nature He's a lone cowboy and you can't change that I gave him some rope and let him go free To my amazement he came riding back to me Slowly now, I will accept and let him be I love the feeling he gives me, I too feel free
Copyright © Catherine Trout | Year Posted 2014
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