oh whispering wind
whyu didnt you tell us then
what there was to do
i know that you knew

you rode off that day
there wasnt much i could do or say
and now you are gone
and everything seems so wrong

we wont ever again hear you say
what did you learn in school today
how to kiss boys and drink beer
or you kids drive slow and watch for deer

you never asked much from your friends
and you sure had quite a few of them
i wish there was more that we could do
and i wish to talk face to face to say goodbye toyou
its just not the same when youcant say it back

i know that you are dead
but i cant get it through my head
that you are gone
and you will never again wake us up at dawn

ill never ride beside you again
even for loosing.. i just cant win

you'll never again round up cows
and ride for what seemed like hours
at least you got one last ride
before you died

you beleved that there were 2 kinds of people in this world
the cowboys and the cowgirls

maybe you were right
maybe when held up to the light
we all are in our own way
a cowboy or cowgirl and will be day after day..

1995

cool

I Agree

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thnks ((iz)) means a lot for u to put this up thnks for bein a great friend