I ain't no cowboy...never was...never will be. <br />But at times I'm fond of going out in the desert, <br />to watch the sun sink over the horizon. <br /> <br />I ain't no cowboy, never had the urge to be one. <br /> But on ocassion, I enjoy hearing a Merle Haggard tune, <br /> like the one he sings about in Muskogee, Oklahoma. <br /> <br />I ain't wearing no cowboy boots...tried it... <br />too uncomfortable for me. But <br />I do like to jump in some old blue-jeans <br />and throw on a western-style shirt <br />once-in-awhile. <br /> <br />Don't care for cowboy hats neither... <br />nor hats in general. But sometimes that Arizona sun <br /> beats down on you and you gotta wear <br />a wide-brim something or other. (for shade) <br /> <br />Don't go for them big wide fancy belts <br />with the garish buckles on 'em. <br />But I find sporting a bolo tie to be <br />agreeable at times. <br /> <br />I just ain't no cowhand. No way. No how. <br /> But yes, i dig Roy Rodgers and <br />Willie Nelson and Waylon Jennings. <br /> <br />Me on a horse? Forget it. <br />All Yankees in my family tree. <br />No horses in my ancestry. <br />No rodeos in my memory. <br />Nope, I ain't no cowboy, <br />nor will I ever be. <br /> <br />But dammit, <br />put on a Hank Williams record <br />and that's as close <br />to country as I'll ever get.<br /><br />david lessard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-ain-t-no-cowboy/
