I am tired of all the depressing stuff, especially after Ren started all the cowboy talk again. It is just to hard to be depressed thinking about them, but on the realistic side of the cowboy life I have to post these lyrics for all the single girls who think they might want one for their own.
Whatcha gonna do with a cowboy.
I can see you got your eye on this old cowboy,
and I can tell you ve never had one for your own,
Or you've never been around one,
now you re thinkin' that you've found one,
Well it might be kinda fun to take him home.
You giggle every time that I say yes ma'am
and I get this feelin' if I held you tight,
You'd be seein' his and hers,
buckles boots and spurs,
But that s a feelin' you ll get over overnight.
Cause whatcha' gonna do with a cowboy
when that old rooster crows at dawn,
When he's lyin' there instead,
of getttin' out of bed
and puttin' on his boots and gettin gone,
What you gonna do when he says honey
I've got half a mind to stay,
What you gonna do with a cowboy,
when he don't saddle up and ride away.
You can see it takes a special kinda woman
to put with the life a cowboy leads,
Cause his boots are always muddy,
and his beer drinkin buddies
will camp out on your couch and never leave,
Don't even start to think you're gonna change him,
you'd be better off to try and rope the wind,
What you see is what he's got,
and he can't be what he's not
and honey you can't hide him from your friends.
And here is something
Angi sent me. She knows I can't stand him. The truth as told by the men who served with him.