Tom Zart Poet Cowboy Poetry

The Cowboy Code

I'm riding with an outfit
That’s loyal to its brand.
I've got a gun and a rope
Which I keep close at hand

Anyone who would harm 
What belongs to the brand
They are my enemy, 
No matter who the man.

Never have I ever lied 
Or stole from my boss, 
Nor let anyone else 
Regardless of cost.

Late at night, beneath the stars, 
We sit around the fire;
Drinking coffee and telling stories 
About whatever we desire.

I feel the Lord cracks a smile 
When he watches us cowboys 
Looking up from down below 
At heaven with all its glories.

Once I was so in love, 
I married a beautiful wife;
 She took ill and passed away 
So I chose a cowboy's life.

My boss has a pretty wife;
His family I respect.
They treat me as I treat them 
So their lives I shall protect.

The cowboy code can be found 
On the ranches of the West,
Where real men still earn their place 
By being their very best.

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