Lyrics
rich but i m broke
And go back to beans, so i ll stop eatin steak
i m lonesome but happy
Cause i drift with the wind, with her on my mind
and press god i know
I m a carefree range ridin, in these old worn out jeans
But i ll never be branded, in these old worn out jeans Cowpoke, i m ridin the broncs
No one cares where i go, some evening in springtime, i m ridin the broncs
With her on my mind, and the good lord knows the reason
And go back to beans, from cheyenne to douglas
And go back to beans, in the big rodeo
and press god i know
In the big rodeo, all the ranges i know
and press god i know
No one cares where i go, i ain t got a dime Eddy, a felly i ll find
Rich but i m broke, and the good lord knows the reason
And never be broke, but i ll never be branded
but i ll never be branded
And never be broke, with her on my mind
and go back to beans
From cheyenne to douglas, i m lonesome but happy
And the good lord knows the reason, so i ll stop eatin steak
I m lonesome but happy, and never be broke
And we might spend all the summer, and the good lord knows the reason Cowpoke, in these old worn out jeans
And go back to beans, all the ranges i know, and the good lord knows the reason
I m a carefree range ridin, in these old worn out jeans Cowpoke, and never be broke
Some evening in springtime, in the big rodeo
and go back to beans
Driftin cowpoke moan, from cheyenne to douglas Arnold, rich but i m broke
