Urban Cowboy
Urban Cowboy
He mounted the bus instead of his horse,
his hat was so white that it shined;
boots and belt and fancy bag too,
leather so new,fancy and brite,
no cell phone in site,
he had a square pocket for squares he kept there
and a pen with which to write
:?
his vows of life.
He carried no six gun
and
he must have a wife
although
no hair was out of its place
he was shine shine shine
from the sixes to the nines
his water was nearly ice.
Sunglasses hid his eyes from me
but i could tell he saw me
because of his smile ?
Old Stone Face
the Urban Cowboy.
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