Cowboy
Cowboy
Born with your boots on
And a Stetson on your head
There was no mistaking that you are a
Cowboy
Growing every day
I love to listen to your stories of
Riding calves and steers
You tell me of your dreams of
Rodeo days
So much like your dad you are a
Cowboy
Rough and tough
Yet the gentleman is there
Ladies first you say as you open the door
You make me proud
To have you as a nephew
I love you like my own
Cowboy
By: Jean Shular
For Mat a true Cowboy we love you.
Copyright © Jean Bonella | Year Posted 2010
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