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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Down at the corner Standing near the street A cowboy lights his cigarette With his hound at his feet He is waiting for the bus to come He has been there a while I walk over to him He greets me with a smile I said sir, How have you been He said, Let me tell you sir I've been in the prairies Tending cattle and the herds Not a day or nights gone by That I haven't thought of her Today she will be on that bus Today I'll be hers I tended cattle I sang them all to sleep But beneath the stars each night She was always in my dreams Today she comes to me And I'll make real my dreams Then the bus pulled up and it stopped In front of him and me A girl steps out and I say She is a pretty thing at that He walks over to her He removes his hat He says, I've been in the prairies Tending cattle in the fields I have faced the weather I chased them in the hills Not a day or nights gone by That you weren't on my mind If you choose to put on this ring Forever you'll be mine She puts her arms around him Her eyes open wide She said, I do love you As the tears fell from her eyes They then walked away Being followed by that hound But I remember well that day For his words still hang around I've been in the prairies Tending cattle and the herds Everynight they were sang to sleep But he always thought of her.
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