(howl) I`m lonesome but happy rich but I`m broke And the good Lord knows the reason I`m just a cowpoke From Cheyenne to Douglas all the ranges I know I drift with the wind no one cares where I go Well I ain`t got a dime in these old worn out jeans So I`ll quit eatin` steak and back to beans I`ll pick up a ten spot and press God I know Well I`m ridin` the broncs in the big rodeo (howl) Been down in the prairie my pony and I Hear the wail of the coyote hear his cry (howl)
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