Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Slim Whitman
Woo hoo doo woo woo hoo ooo woo ooo
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
Cause I drift with the wind no one cares where I go
No I ain't got a dime in these old worn out jeans
So I'll stop eatin' steak and go back to beans
I'll pick up a ten spot in Prescott I know
When I'm ridin' the broncs in the big rodeo
Woo hoo doo woo woo hoo ooo woo ooo
Some evening in springtime a filly I'll find
And I might spend all the summer with her on my mind
But I'll never be branded and never be broke
I'm a carefree range ridin' driftin' cowpoke
Woo hoo doo woo woo hoo ooo woo ooo
Cowpoke was written by Stanley Davis Jones.