I'm just a Texas cowboy,
I've been one all my life.
I can ride and rope and wrangle,
I can cook and deal with strife.

I live in the Heart of Texas,
Where the prairie rolls, the grass is green.
But I've cowboyed from there to the Van Horn,
And all places in between.

I followed 250 longhorns
When they crossed the River Red.
They ran just south of Terral,
But we didn't loose a head.

I drove some steers right down the street
In El Paso one Sunday morn.
There were cameras and directors
And a TV spot was born.

I've punched cows on Mustang Island,
A barge took us to our work.
Ol' Toddy Lee and all them Winn's are rich,
But not one acts much like a jerk.

I've not yet seen Montana,
Or Colorado more than thrice.
I'm here a ridin' and a Wranglin'
But I'm leavin' if there's ice.

There rockies are a good place
 To spend a month or two.
I'm sure tickled just to be here
And mighty proud to ride with YOU!

© David J. Dill , July, 1997

I wrote this poem to introduce myself to the other wranglers 
in August of 1997 when I went to Colorado to work as a wrangler.
The other wranglers were younger than my kids.
A bum kidney prevented me from staying as long as I would have liked
but still it was a great adventure.
Cool weather and summer showers were a nice change!!!!!!