I am sure that most of you regulars on here will know what inspired this, as Northern Rancher says, "maybe I shouldn't pick that scab".
GUESS I AIN"T A COWBOY
Now I think I have heard it all
From the young but mostly the old
Even some from the meek
Mostly yappin' from the bold.
To be a real cowboy
You have to pay a price
You just got to toughen up
Sometimes you just can't be nice.
You got to show those cows
You're always the boss of course
And everything that you do
Has to be on the back of a horse.
Cause to be a real workin' cowboy
You have to be rough and tough and mean
You can't ever show any feelings
Unless you're a kid that's kinda green.
Now I have done what can be done
From the back of a trusted steed
I have done what had to be done
When an animal was in need.
I have gone without any sleep
When a blizzard threatened the herd
I have taken care of Gods creatures
According to the written Word.
I spent lots of time in college
Learning in the hallowed halls
Done more than my own share
Of gathering cattle in the falls.
But now I have been disgraced
Not a real cowboy according to many
But if it weren't for the cows
My family would not have any.
I can do things from the seat of the ATV
Something a real cowboy would never do
I have given up the cowboy lifestyle
I even gave up the on the Copenhagen chew.
Now don't get me all wrong
Sometimes it does take an equine friend
To get the job done and done up right
A horse brings some projects, swiftly to an end.
Cake broke cows and technology
Have changed things on this spread
A lot of the misguided traditions
Are about to be pronounced dead.
Never ever in my life will I consider
Dehorning with that old set of spoons
Some of these old hard fought traditions
Had to be thought up under one too many full moons.
Using bulls that are polled
That are born the natural way
Makes removal of any horns
The difference between night and day.
Cutting with a knife is the way a cowboy goes
That one is easy as easy should be
Get rid of that blade and using a bander
Makes that job as easy as one two three.
And now I have stooped to a lower level
According to the Real Cowboy Book
I went out to tag some new calves
And instead of a rope I used a hook.
Now I guess I have blown my cover
I will be kicked out of the cowboy clubs
Those guys will all call me a hick
One of those farmer guy type schlubs.
I have scads of carcass data
and computers to help me out
I know for a fact my cows
Are helping the beef business out.
They are producing beef
That is of the choice and primed
Their fat and their nice ribeyes
Are what the consumer has in mind.
I guess to conclude the rambling
I have a problem with some cowboys
Maybe they should think differently
Cows are a business, not just their toys.
The best accolade I've heard of late
The best bestowed upon me
I was now a cowman not a cowboy
So I best just let it be.
GUESS I AIN"T A COWBOY
Now I think I have heard it all
From the young but mostly the old
Even some from the meek
Mostly yappin' from the bold.
To be a real cowboy
You have to pay a price
You just got to toughen up
Sometimes you just can't be nice.
You got to show those cows
You're always the boss of course
And everything that you do
Has to be on the back of a horse.
Cause to be a real workin' cowboy
You have to be rough and tough and mean
You can't ever show any feelings
Unless you're a kid that's kinda green.
Now I have done what can be done
From the back of a trusted steed
I have done what had to be done
When an animal was in need.
I have gone without any sleep
When a blizzard threatened the herd
I have taken care of Gods creatures
According to the written Word.
I spent lots of time in college
Learning in the hallowed halls
Done more than my own share
Of gathering cattle in the falls.
But now I have been disgraced
Not a real cowboy according to many
But if it weren't for the cows
My family would not have any.
I can do things from the seat of the ATV
Something a real cowboy would never do
I have given up the cowboy lifestyle
I even gave up the on the Copenhagen chew.
Now don't get me all wrong
Sometimes it does take an equine friend
To get the job done and done up right
A horse brings some projects, swiftly to an end.
Cake broke cows and technology
Have changed things on this spread
A lot of the misguided traditions
Are about to be pronounced dead.
Never ever in my life will I consider
Dehorning with that old set of spoons
Some of these old hard fought traditions
Had to be thought up under one too many full moons.
Using bulls that are polled
That are born the natural way
Makes removal of any horns
The difference between night and day.
Cutting with a knife is the way a cowboy goes
That one is easy as easy should be
Get rid of that blade and using a bander
Makes that job as easy as one two three.
And now I have stooped to a lower level
According to the Real Cowboy Book
I went out to tag some new calves
And instead of a rope I used a hook.
Now I guess I have blown my cover
I will be kicked out of the cowboy clubs
Those guys will all call me a hick
One of those farmer guy type schlubs.
I have scads of carcass data
and computers to help me out
I know for a fact my cows
Are helping the beef business out.
They are producing beef
That is of the choice and primed
Their fat and their nice ribeyes
Are what the consumer has in mind.
I guess to conclude the rambling
I have a problem with some cowboys
Maybe they should think differently
Cows are a business, not just their toys.
The best accolade I've heard of late
The best bestowed upon me
I was now a cowman not a cowboy
So I best just let it be.
