"Hi, are you a cowboy?" That's what he said to me
One daywalking through a mall I turned to look: then said: "Yes," nodding with a smile.
Then like a storm at night
His eyes grew with awesome light As I I remembered when: When I was ten, just like him
WhenI was ten when I was ten I remember when I was only ten Running with the wind no horse No horse only a friend
Yes I remember when I lived my dreams like him I played my cowboy whims
To the very end
In a city vacant lot On a hill that wasn't much
And if I would have known A real cowboy I would have grown That awesome special light Those only cowboys have at ten
Yes I remember when I was only ten With cowboy hats and guns
I'd run until the sun
Came down Singing my cowboy songs
And when the air was crisp and wet
My cowboy caps wouldn't shoot Yes, that's a cowboy's loss
But a cowboy still pretends at ten And keeps running with the wind
Yes, I remember when
I remember when
I remember when
Thank you Lord,
For sending the cowboy my way
Note: written after seeing a little boy and his mother passing me up and saying, "Are you a real cowboy?" And 'yes,' I nodded with my head) 'Yes,' and he beamed with joy, just because of my cowboy hat. And so I sat and had a cup of coffee, and wrote this poetic-song, and it was produced awhile later at Chapel Recording studios into a song, Mass; originally written 2/22/l997
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