I'm just a lonely Cowboy sittin' beside the road.
Head thrown back n'croakin' like some old toad.
Sittin' on my saddle, waitin' for my love.
Far from city lights, the only shine is from above.
I know that she's out there, God will send her to me.
But, until she gets here...right here is where I'll be.
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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, long side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.
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I lost Old Paint, to a gopher's chuck hole.
Had to put her down, with a bullet you know.
I've carried that saddle, must weigh a hundred pounds.
For miles across the desert, till this road I found.
Now here is where I'll stay, come morn'n, noon, or night.
Because down deep in my guts, I know this place is right.
I'm singin' this song, as loud as I can.
I'm a hopin' she'll hear it and quit dilly-dally-n'.
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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, long side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.
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If she comes today, tomorrow, or tonight.
I'll still be sittin' here...cause I know this is right!
To her I'll be a stranger, kinda tattered and worn.
My leather's all cracked, and my clothes are all torn.
"O'Lord! Give me a sign, somethin' I can dally a loop on!"
Or reach down touch her shoulder, hurry'n her along.
Out here where the wild western winds blow.
Out here where... "Dang-It!", it's begin'n to snow.
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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, n gettin' a little cold.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.
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Well a wagon drove up with a full team.
A couple of real nice folks, or so they would seem.
When I told them what I was doin' a sittin' out there.
They thought I was crazy n' said .."Get out of here!"
Well the deserts bare in its cold mountain air.
And I'm startin' ta get saddle sores, right down there.
But, I'll stay here, although I'm half in a daze.
Singin' this song in the late evenings haze.
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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, long side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.
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Well a coyote padded up, took to squatin' near by.
Guess he thought all the hollerin' was his lull-a-bye.
I looked him in the eye n' told him ta "Get Lost!"
He looked at me, like I was on the "Sauce!"
Well after he left I kept right on a singin'.
Cause now I was getting results, the way it was seem'n.
Right about then I heard an old barn owl cry.
I think... my singin' kept him from droppin' by.
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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, long side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.
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Like as not when she gets here, she's gonna want to know.
What kind of accomplishments does this old cowboy have to show.
Well, I've been over the river and through the thicket brush.
Been, bit by a snake and tossed from horses and such.
I've dallied a loop on many a fine mare.
Never let it be said that I've turned down a dare.
Well she is probably gonna want ta check into my past.
"Hell! I ain't got one!", I'll tell her at last.
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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
But, I'm having second thoughts sittin' along side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I'm kinda doubt'n she'll show.
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She'll probably want some kind of Mansion, House, Cabin or Such!
I'll tell her, "Hold on Dear! I don't need that Much!"
Then I'm sure she'll ask what the future has in store.
And my friends, that there, would be the slammin' of the door!
For I live for the day, not for hopes far away.
She'll probably get mad, may even start thinkin' I'm gay!
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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm not so lonely you know.
I'm even thinkin' I'm dumb sittin' next ta this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! Its certainly become clear.
I ain't waitin' for my love..I'm gettin'.the.hell.out.of.here!
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Author notes
The idea of a lonely cowboy, lost in his adversity and searching for his love, hit me while sitting on a rock in the desert. I remembered a gal who once told me, "I hope someday to drive a lonely road and pick up a hitchhiker cowboy!" What a thing!
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http://www.charlesallenjohnson.com/thesingingcowboy.htm
Written January 4th, 2004 Copyright Charles Allen Johnson 2004-2008
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now this is a wonderful love song of the lonely coweboy waiting fo his love to come along...You did a awesome job on these lyrics.....Novy
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Great poem know nothing about cowboys only the kind on tv! what a lovely write really enjoyed reading it - fabulous thanks -
Quite a long piece, but it keeps one's attention. The image of a lonely cowboy is easy to envision, standing alone against a desert backdrop. Nice write.
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A great tale of a cowboy and his mare. I could feel the night time sky and see the "trickster" as he came by. Happy trails! -c
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This makes me laugh out loud, sagerider could do that too . wonderful to be able to do that for people paint pictures such as this.
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I'm having a hard time believing you're from California. You did a really good job with this. I'm from Texas so mentions of cowboys and such touch my heart,
especially if it's done right! Something tells me you haven't always been in California and theres some good old fasioned american western spirit in you that doesn't involve those California beaches and Hollywood. Am I right, or just having wishful thoughts?
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Thank you
I was born in Iowa, but moved at the ripe old age of 3 to CA there as I entered High School, I was employed on a Ranch each year as a cowboy. Wish I had pics of it, but alas... The ranch is called "Sable" and is in the hills above Sylmar CA and it is owned by Universal Studios and used for filming. Great fun, we had 2000 head of Angus and a few Brahma tossed in. Crom Ropin' to Ridin' and Brandin' and Bakin' in the sun, it was FUN! I was top hand and carrying a six shooter on my hip before my first kiss!
In High School, there were 3 of us that were the only die-hard cowboys. Dave, departed from life last december, and Frank now a renouned engineer for optical engineering and myself a lowly wantabe poet. We spent our days building jeeps into racing machines and riding. I got my first deer by myself at 14 and my first mountain lion just after. We wore cowboy hats and jeans, seems like everyday, and grew up on Roy Rogers, Bat Masterson, The Gambler (Iron Horse), Cisco Kid, Howdy Doody (I actually went and saw him in person (puppet) and so many others.
Growing up between the fast cars and faster women of Hollywood and the western ranches in the desert regions we are a complex couple guys who dare almost nothing. Dave and I became SERE Survival Instructors (Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape) while frank always the more thinking less ropin' of us did so well in electronics. For a short spell, Dave and I were ParaRescuemen and he amassed 45 (appx) saves to his credit.
Great pic! My best to you Cowgal! Keep the sun in your face and the leather shinned! I see your from Texas (germany?) -
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Wow!
What a full and exciting life so far!
Cowboys are unfortunately going out of style in my generation, but theres still a few good 'ol boys out there that keep it alive. My daddy was a cowboy too. Grew up on a cattle ranch and rode bulls in high school. I love to listen to the stories. We don't have a whole lot of that fast big city stuff, or deserts for that matter, down in South Texas, but we've got Mexico and South Padre Island to keep things exciting!
To explain the Texas (Germany) thing: I was born and raised in Texas, but find myself over here in Germany for the school year as an exchange student. It's an amazing experience that I think more people my age ought to do. I love the adventure, but do still find myself missing home from time to time. -
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Germany! Wow..
...terrific experience for a young gal! Good for you! But, take care over there. Too many students getting in trouble by those wishing to harm. Do be careful.
Your dad was probably much more of a cowboy than I would be. As for Bull Riding, I avoided that, but have my time in the saddle of a bronc. My respects to him for that great experience. You may enjoy my other cowboy poems. You should write some too. If you want we can do one together.
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Thank you. I do make sure to watch my tail and try to keep an eye on my other exchange student buddies I've found here too. As long as you pay attention and don't do anything stupid, you're usually ok.
Probably, he's got the big accent to justify it too. Can't remember why exactly he stopped the bull riding. I think it had something to do with a minor knee injury that could've turned out a lot worse. But I know that he loved it by the way his face lights up when he tells me about it.
I'll be sure to go look up your other cowboy poems. I'm sure they're wonderful. I've never really tried to write one myself, though lord knows I've got enough memories and stories to provide the materials for it. I'll give it a shot on my own first and see how it goes, but I would love to do a poem with you! I've never done a colaborative piece before and I'm sure it would be a lot of fun.
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LOL at the story in your author notes ; that's gas, absolute madness, and then again, I guess deep down every girl would like a cowboy, there's something very basically sexy about them!
Well written; I will have to come back and listen to it later when I am not at work - I look forward to doing that!
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Thank you
I'm so glad you enjoyed it. I think you will like it with music
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You really painted a picture with this one, Chuck. Very vivid and colorful. The background is perfect. I could see the orange campfire and the cowboy singing under the deep blue night sky speckled with stars.
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Thank You Mark
I once heard a gal tell me her fondest wish was to be driving down some lonesome dirt road in the desert and to chance upon a cowboy. What a thought. What a thing to think about. There are in the minds of mankind so many charming, loving, caring thoughts if only we chance upon them with open ears. -
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That is a nice thought. I think everyone has an iconic, romantic image in their minds. A dream an old friend of mine told me about was riding in a convertible along the coast of Italy, with a wild-hearted Italian man. She later told me she fulfilled that dream. I hope your friend met her cowboy.
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What a sad little tale you have weaved here. I really enjoyed it all the way through, and it's brilliantly written.
~The ending is perfect and all worth while.
Wonderful job, and good luck in the contest
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Hahaha...
What a worth in this ending. Great twisted ending!
Made me laugh out loud. Good luck in this contest.
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Wow! you sure placed the type of write that we are looking for..truly western...Thanks for entering our contest.....................novy
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WOW! I loved it! You captured the true essence of the "lonesome cowboy". Loved the chorus, it made everything work.
A wonderful entry, and thanks so much for entering our contest.
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Congrats on the bronze. Well... I have to say I truly enjoyed this poem. I am a huge fan of the cowboy lifestyle. The picture is also lovely. However I am looking for things INSPIRED BY that picture and this obviously was not... thanks anyways.
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Spiritely poem!
Been watching lots of westerns and this made me chuckle. Big Kudo's
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I'm truly honored to have made you laugh! Keep smiling and God keep you in good health! Thank you Chuck
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hilarious
Well seein as I have a real life cowboy--it really is funny. He enjoyed reading this. But he said eventually a cowboy may settle down, if he finds a woman with the same ramblin spirit. Guess we are as settled as it gets. We ramble around and still have our adventures, but its always nice to come home. Keep writing--this humor suits ya. -
You write great cowboy lingo and you made me laugh too. Thanks for entering the contest... Good Luck -Pome
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I LOVE YOUR POEM! I love cowboys and horses and work with them constantly, so this piece really goes straight to my heart!
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Beautifully written, vivid imagery... Loved it!!
Thanks for entering, Goodluck.
Best Wishes
(¯`•.Tracey.•´¯)
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LOL. I can so see this happening. You did a great job with the wording, it all came together well. I loved the ending, that was to funny how he just got tired of waiting. Thanks for entering and always keep writing. ~Karli~
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Great write chuck, the imagery is brilliant and the humor ...well... Smiled lots when reading this , the ending is excellent. Well written..take care...mal . Thanks also for your kind comments and applause.
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Ah this put a big smile on my face.
I could hear the whole song being sung as it went along.
Ah wonderful images of the cowboy round the campfire singing....... all came to mind.
A humerous and great write
Thankyou. i really enjoyed this.
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Excellent piece here Chuck. Brought back some memories for this retired cowgirl...you just keep singin' that song of yours! Your lady is out there and will hear you...you will know her by the determination in her eyes and the grit she displays....good luck in the contest!!! MLP...S
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This made me smile, just thinking about that cowboy. This would mae a terrific song, I can just hear it. I should sing it next time I go horse riding. Whoo-pee. =) Thank you for entering and good luck.
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I really like this one. It remeinds m of the cowboy days and all the rides and white hats and clean pictures.
nice good old days. Thanks for the memory!
I also thank you for my poem "Do You Remember Roy and Dale?" I am so glad you liked it and have suce fond memories. It warms my heart.
Did you like the picture and backround??
God is blessing you!
With christian Love,
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Beautiful poem=) Made me smile! I agree with Angel - this could be made into a song. Authors comments were cute too, it would be pretty cool to pick up a hitchhiker cowbody *grins* *sighs* I'm always dreamin' of my cowboy...just wish I had one=) Great work!!
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Excellent
Can tell that you had fun writing this Chuck. A real 'tongue in the cheek' cowboy's lament. A great campfire song ... one where everyone can contribute a verse is the way I read it.
Well done!
Take every care,
Sammy.
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Chuck, this was so vivid and so funny! I had to stop laughing long enough to write this comment. You had me captivated from beginning to end, and I could actually "see" a country western singer tossing this about on his tongue. I'm still laughing! Wow! You might enjoy my own cowboy piece called "Spit" which has been performed, similar to a play, but less, yet more than a poetry reading, if this makes sense. Anyhow, hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed your wonderful write. Talent? I love it! Pen on Poetic Friend!--Kel
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Thanks so much Living Angel! What does the 87 stand for?
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The Good Old Cowboys are not gone and as The Singing Cowboy demonstrates, they are still out there far from city lights, punching cows and chasing bulls. Nothing pure about them, nothing dandy, just basic stock ..speaking of the herd ...lol.
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Thank you for your comments. The Singing Cowboy is a song that was in my heart and found its birth out surrounded by stars.
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Thanks for your kind words. The Singing Cowboy came to me in pieces and as it progressed, I found myself wondering while looking at the campfire where the person to fill that empty seat next to me could be.
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reminds of the old west, though it could easily be a modern take, its very well descriptive, awesome work
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This was a good poem, it could also be used as a song -which I'm sure you already figured that one out. I liked how at the end the cowboy realizes that he didn't really want to wait for his love. Again, another poem that starts one way and ends another. I love those types of writes. Very interesting and very good flow.
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How very wonderful! That cracked me up. Excellent job!
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oh wow this was long but well worth the read.And I just love cowboys lol. Thank you for sharing this I have a smile now it was kinda funny. If you would take a look at my poem chair talking it would be much apreciated
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simply excellent work I enjoyed every minute of it.. I used to live around cowboys, and it was a joy..There is nothing in the world like a good ole cowboy... Friends, Tracy
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Excellent
Indeed the chorus does sound like a VERY gay... (happy) Cowboy, that is. A wonderful story and could make a good camp fire song. Imagery was fabulous and I felt like I was seeing every word as I read your poem. VERY WELL WRITTEN -
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This is brilliant. The song and rhyme and flow and the hilarious little twist. Ahh yes. I love this very much. Thank you for sharing this with us. This was excellently written. I look forward to reading more of your work.
~JayLynn
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