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

Well I ain't got a dime
In these ol' wore out jeans
So I'll stop eating steak
And go back to beans

I'll pick up a ten spot
In Prescott I know
I'll ride in the broncs
In the big rodeo

Been down in the prairie
My pony and I
Hear the wail of the coyote
Hear his cry

Well next summer it's north
If there ain't a big drought
And as soon as it frosts
Well I'll be headed back south

I don't have no worries
I ain't got the time
I'm too busy living
This free life of mine

Some evening in springtime
A filly I'll find
And I might spend all summer
With her on my mind

But I'll never be branded
And never be broke
I'm a carefree, range riding
Drifting cowpoke

Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

Cowpoke song meanings
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