Life Lessons from a Cowboy to his Daughter
My dad is a cowboy
His rules are my roots.
He taught me his ways-
I followed his boots.
His rules are my roots.
He taught me his ways-
I followed his boots.
To a gun-fight don’t bring
A knife, he once said.
Always follow your heart
But don’t lose your head.
A knife, he once said.
Always follow your heart
But don’t lose your head.
I knew I could jump
Whenever I felt froggy
But I was never to let
My pack become soggy.
Whenever I felt froggy
But I was never to let
My pack become soggy.
He saw through my games-
Even at my worst.
Because my rodeo
Was never his first.
Even at my worst.
Because my rodeo
Was never his first.
Finally-I should rein
With a strong, sure hand
Because as long as I live
I’ll ride for his brand.
With a strong, sure hand
Because as long as I live
I’ll ride for his brand.
