When considering cowboys, there’s much to admire.
They’re tough and they’re skilled and available for hire.
Their style’s not eclectic. They all look the same.
They’re wild and they’re wooly. Not easy to tame.
They’re never clandestine. They’re out in the open.
Just shootin’ and spittin’ and ridin’ and ropin’.
Made out of leather and chew and barbed wire,
nobody knows when cowboys expire.
For though they aren’t known for their tact or their heart,
there’s much to admire in how they depart.
No need for a service or funeral pyre,
no casket, no preacher, no flowers, no choir.
They merely climb up and sit straight in the saddle,
ride toward the horizon and simply skedaddle.