<p class="tit-song">THE COWBOY'S LIFE</p>
<p>The bawl of a steer,<br/>
To a cowboy's ear,<br/>
Is music of sweetest strain;<br/>
And the yelping notes<br/>
Of the gray cayotes<br/>
To him are a glad refrain.</p>
<p>And his jolly songs<br/>
Speed him along,<br/>
As he thinks of the little gal<br/>
With golden hair<br/>
Who is waiting there<br/>
At the bars of the home corral.</p>
<p>For a kingly crown<br/>
In the noisy town<br/>
His saddle he wouldn't change;<br/>
No life so free<br/>
As the life we see<br/>
Way out on the Yaso range.</p>
<p>His eyes are bright<br/>
And his heart as light<br/>
As the smoke of his cigarette;<br/>
There's never a care<br/>
For his soul to bear, <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page021" name="page021"></SPAN>(p. 021)</span><br/>
No trouble to make him fret.</p>
<p>The rapid beat<br/>
Of his broncho's feet<br/>
On the sod as he speeds along,<br/>
Keeps living time<br/>
To the ringing rhyme<br/>
Of his rollicking cowboy song.</p>
<p>Hike it, cowboys,<br/>
For the range away<br/>
On the back of a bronc of steel,<br/>
With a careless flirt<br/>
Of the raw-hide quirt<br/>
And a dig of a roweled heel!</p>
<p>The winds may blow<br/>
And the thunder growl<br/>
Or the breezes may safely moan;—<br/>
A cowboy's life<br/>
Is a royal life,<br/>
His saddle his kingly throne.</p>
<p>Saddle up, boys,<br/>
For the work is play<br/>
When love's in the cowboy's eyes,—<br/>
When his heart is light<br/>
As the clouds of white<br/>
That swim in the summer skies.</p>
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