Notes About The Poem
Perhaps something Johnny Cash would have sung.
I hear the whistle blowing.
Traveling Cowboy
Well, mam, it's been a pleasure.
How nice that we should meet
In the dancehall playing guitar
Where I swept you off your feet.
If you think that you can rein me in
With your heartstrings on your sleeve,
There's no way you can stop me.
I'll grab my bag and take my leave.
I'll hop a train to 'Nowhere'
Cuz 'Nowhere' is my home.
It's years since I have been there
But I've still got years to roam.
There's no use in waiting for me.
I'm not going to take your hand.
I'm just a wandering cowboy;
Ain't giving you no band.
My guitar and I are done here.
My boots have sat too long
Under your bed of frilly pillows
So, I'll leave you with this song.
I'll hop a train to 'Nowhere'
Cuz 'Nowhere' is my home.
It's years since I have been there
But I've still got years to roam.
And I just love to sing this poem.
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