A Stray
Author: Don Fraser


One cold and windy day
A cowboy was after
A stray
His horse fell to the ground
He was worried about
Getting to town
The horse tried to get up
But it was as helpless
As a new born pup
The cowboy had to shoot his horse dead
There it laid
On a snowy bed
The cowboy began to walk
It wasn’t long
To himself he began to talk
Oh God won’t you please
I beg you on my knees
Let me get back to the ranch
I won’t chase strays any more
I’ll work at some other branch
The cowboy never made it
Many candles
Were lit
He died out there on the range
To you
This story might
Be strange
But that’s a cowboy’s life
He ride out on the range
To avoid all of life’s strife.


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