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A COWBOY'S TRUCK

You can always tell a cowboy,
By lookin' at his truck.
It's like gettin' on a 2 year old,
You know he's gonna' buck.

His truck will have the usual stuff.
But no chrome or fancy wheels.
Just look upon the dash,
And you'll find his latest deals.

In the back there'll be a rope, an empty sack,
And maybe a roll or two of wire.
He won't have a catalytic converter,
'Cause it may cause a fire.

He'll have two spares. some used bailer twine,
And half a sack of feed.
His gooseneck hitch is back there too.
For a tail gate, he has no need.

There'll be some wires runnin' into the side,
Where the trailer lights used to go.
They worked real good one time, but shorted out.
What year he doesn't know.

The windows aren't tinted or clean,
And only one of them runs down.
If you look on the floor of the passenger side,
You'll find a cowboy lost and found.

The rubber cap is off the clutch,
And the windshield, it is cracked.
The rear bumper will have a dent or two.
Where into stuff he's backed.

The air conditioner; it don't work,
And hasn't for several years.
The last time it was washed,
He paid the help in beers.

But it gets him where he's goin',
And pulls his trailer too.
But since he's horseback most the time,
For him, it's good as new!

Copyright © Feb. 1996

David J. Dill