Cowboy Heros
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A BUSTED COWBOY’S CHRISTMAS
by D.J. O’Malley 1868-1943
I am a busted cowboy
And I work upon the range,
In summertime I get some work,
But one thing which seems strange,
As soon as fall work’s over
I get it in the neck
I get a Christmas present
Of a neatly written check.
I come to town to rusticate,
I’ve no place else to stay
When winter winds are howling hard
Because I don’t eat hay.
A puncher’s life’s a picnic?
It is one continual joke.
But there’s none more anxious to see spring
Than the cowboy who is broke.
The wages that a cowhand earns
In summer goes like smoke,
And when the snow begins to drift
You bet your neck he’s broke.
You may talk about your holidays,
Your Christmas cheer and joy,
They’re all the same to me, my friend.
Cash gone, I’m a broke cowboy.
My saddle and my gun in soak,
My spurs I’ve long since sold,
My rawhide and my quirt are gone,
My chaps, no. They’re too old.
My outfit’s gone, I can’t e’en bum
A cigarette to smoke.
For no one cares what happens
To a cowboy who is broke.
Just where I’ll eat my dinner
This Christmas, I don’t know,
But you can bet your life I’ll have one
If I get but half a show.
This Christmas holds no charms for me,
On good things I’ll not choke,
Unless I get a big handout
I’m a cowboy who is broke.
…D. J. O’Malley, 1893
by D.J. O’Malley 1868-1943
I am a busted cowboy
And I work upon the range,
In summertime I get some work,
But one thing which seems strange,
As soon as fall work’s over
I get it in the neck
I get a Christmas present
Of a neatly written check.
I come to town to rusticate,
I’ve no place else to stay
When winter winds are howling hard
Because I don’t eat hay.
A puncher’s life’s a picnic?
It is one continual joke.
But there’s none more anxious to see spring
Than the cowboy who is broke.
The wages that a cowhand earns
In summer goes like smoke,
And when the snow begins to drift
You bet your neck he’s broke.
You may talk about your holidays,
Your Christmas cheer and joy,
They’re all the same to me, my friend.
Cash gone, I’m a broke cowboy.
My saddle and my gun in soak,
My spurs I’ve long since sold,
My rawhide and my quirt are gone,
My chaps, no. They’re too old.
My outfit’s gone, I can’t e’en bum
A cigarette to smoke.
For no one cares what happens
To a cowboy who is broke.
Just where I’ll eat my dinner
This Christmas, I don’t know,
But you can bet your life I’ll have one
If I get but half a show.
This Christmas holds no charms for me,
On good things I’ll not choke,
Unless I get a big handout
I’m a cowboy who is broke.
…D. J. O’Malley, 1893
Cowboy Bar - New Years Eve (2015) - A Special Couple's First Dance Together
"During our New Years Eve at Jackson Hole’s famous “Cowboy Bar,” Sergeant Benjamin Cooper, who had been on military duty previously, was able to fulfill a wish to have his first dance with his wife, Diana, in her favorite destination town. The Cowboy Bar dedicated time for "Candy Brooks & Beyond Control" to sing a slow dance song for them. It was a wonderful moment for all of us to share with them, and we thank Sergeant Cooper for his service to this great nation of ours, and we also thank all of the military families who support our brave and dedicated troops."!
"During our New Years Eve at Jackson Hole’s famous “Cowboy Bar,” Sergeant Benjamin Cooper, who had been on military duty previously, was able to fulfill a wish to have his first dance with his wife, Diana, in her favorite destination town. The Cowboy Bar dedicated time for "Candy Brooks & Beyond Control" to sing a slow dance song for them. It was a wonderful moment for all of us to share with them, and we thank Sergeant Cooper for his service to this great nation of ours, and we also thank all of the military families who support our brave and dedicated troops."!
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Buffalo Bill with horse Isham ca 1905 colorized....
a Cowboy Valentine-She Opened My Eyes - - What A Surprise
Thought I knew
Where this was a goin'
Sure read the signs wrong
She was a showin'
All I could see
Was her blue eyes a blinkin'
'Than' I started to fall in love
What was I a thinkin'
My horse has never
Thrown me so hard
I 'spected us to be forever
'Than' she done turned her last card
Cashed in stood up and
Just walked away
Leaving me holding an empty bag
Not knowing what to say
I still have my horse
Of course
But only half less
Of the mess she left
Tom J. Mariani
Thought I knew
Where this was a goin'
Sure read the signs wrong
She was a showin'
All I could see
Was her blue eyes a blinkin'
'Than' I started to fall in love
What was I a thinkin'
My horse has never
Thrown me so hard
I 'spected us to be forever
'Than' she done turned her last card
Cashed in stood up and
Just walked away
Leaving me holding an empty bag
Not knowing what to say
I still have my horse
Of course
But only half less
Of the mess she left
Tom J. Mariani
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- Connecticut, USA
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