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Rodeo Cowboy

Spurs and Chaps and the Rodeo, The Smell of Leather and Hay, Lend a Romantic Excitement To Being a Cowboy Today. The Last of a Dying Breed, These Cowboys Lead a Great Life. They Travel All over the Country, But the Majority Have No Wife. There Isn't Much Room for Commitment, Except to the Rodeo. There's Something Way down Deep Inside, Known as a Cowboy's Soul. No One Else Can Understand The Feeling He Has Inside, And the Unique Excitement, That Comes Before Each Ride. Yes, He's a Rodeo Cowboy His Life Is Lonely at Best, But it Is in His Blood, 'Till the Day He's Laid to Rest. Connie Moore

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 9/30/2013 8:08:00 PM
This is an interesting look at the life of a cowboy. Nice job
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