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BACK WHEN I WAS A COWBOY
Written by Barry P. Foley
Copyright
© 25 May 1997

Sing high on the mountain, sing low on the prairie
A cowboy’s life, is the life for me

Spoken: I remember riding my pony in the snow in the winter of 1965 singing that song...this song is my life story

Born in the hills of Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains at my door
The first thing that I can remember, was riding an old workhorse
My daddy, he bought me a pony, when I was just ten years old

Back when I was a cowboy, life was so simple back then
Riding and roping, laughing and joking
Playing with all my friends

At 15, I bought my first guitar, determined to play and sing
Oh how my life kept changing cause I thought I knew everything
At 18, I had to leave cause my hometown held nothing for me
I needed more than the factory and the sawmill,
So the Navy I did go

Back when I was a sailor, sailing the seven seas
Traveling around this big old world, oh this traveling life’s for me

That’s been 30 some years now, since I first left my home
I know my mama keeps praying for me, cause I was born to roam

Back when I was a cowboy, life was so simple back then
Riding and roping, laughing and joking
Playing with all my friends

I stole this ending from the great Tom T. Hall, goes like this... .
Do Do Do, Do Do Do, Do Do Do Do