My bad. But you do quite nicely yourself.

You write even better love.

Know a couple of folks who would argue with there being no cowboys. One is a cowboy the other is his wife.

being a cowboy...isnt about the clothes ya wear!!!
or even who can hang on out of a chute.....
if you want to know if they're cowboys....
just look for the puckie on their boots!!!

I'm a thorough-bred
that's what she said
in the back of my truck bed
As I was gettin' buzzed on suds
Out on some back country road.
We where flying high
Fining, whine, having ourselves a big and rich time
And I was going, just about as far as she'd let me go.
But her evaluation
of my cowboy reputation
Had me begging for slavation
all night long
So I took her out giggin frogs
Introduced her to my old bird dog
And sang her every Wilie Nelson song I could think of

And we made love
And I saddled up my horse
and I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
Cause the girls
They are so pretty
Riding up and down Broadway
on my old stud Leroy
And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy.

can i tell you about demons

And they look good in their jeans and chaps

I've got those rodeo, just one more show
then I'm gonna quit tommorrow blues.
Turnout fines and little white lines.
I can't even pay my association dues.

Sorry, did I sing that out loud?

thanks baby!!!

I live in NM now but have spent many years in various "out west" states and yes, there are real cowboys...and they aren't all 90 and grizzled, either. I confess that they aren't necessarily my tupe, but if you wanna hear a genuine "yes ma'am" - you need to find yourself a roper :)

Gotta quote a great song here guys..."It doesn't matter how you wear your hair....it's what's inside your head"

I was born and raised in rural Texas. Did plenty of ranch and oilfield work.

Country is indeed a state of mind.....a good state at that.