Sunset Cowboys
Roy Rogers and Red Ryder rode on that black and white stage—
It was the best of times, to be a kid of any age.
Gene Autry, Hopalong Cassidy – that Durango Kid—
They kept us shootin’ outlaws and drinkin’ milk – yes, they did!
We ate up that cereal and sent away for those things,
Like trick lassos, milk mugs, masks and those plastic cowboy rings.
It was another time of Mix and Tim McCoy, I’ve heard--
When men rode horses and ‘cowboy’ weren’t a four-letter word!
They have not rode into sunsets, as they were apt to do—
They’re now on the mountaintops of the minds of me and you.
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