giddy up

i tie my horse up,

knock the dust

off of shoulders

with my hat

and go in for a beer.

i've been riding the range all

day,

rounding up

cattle, fighting off indians.

i pull an arrow out

of my arm

and tie a bandana

around the wound.

i should go home

to be with

the kids, the wife,

have dinner and watch

tv.

but i need a drink.

i need

to see some dancing

girls,

and talk with the boys.

the family will have

to wait. it's the cowboy

way.