Cowboy - Leopold and His Fiction

When I was a cowboy out on the western plains

When I was a cowboy out on the western plains

I made a half a million pulling on the bridled reigns

Oh the hardest battle out on the western plains

When me and a bunch of cowboys we run in to Jesse James

The bullets were falling, they come down like showering rain

All his men ridin' after me, and they shot out their best regards

When you house catches on fire and there ain’t no water 'round

When you house catches fire and there ain’t no water around

Throw your jelly out the window, let your god damn shack burn down

Stride in on the devils burden, I had to put them in the ground

A better life, that waits for me, on the outskirts of town