Cowboy Songs And Other Frontier Ballads

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A COWBOY'S life is a dreary, dreary life, Some say it's free from care; Rounding up the cattle from morning till night In the middle of the prairie so bare.
Half-past four, the noisy cook will roar, " Whoop-a-whoop-a-hey 1 " Slowly you will rise with sleepy-feeling eyes, The sweet, dreamy night passed away.
The greener lad he thinks it's play, He'll soon peter out on a cold rainy day, With his big bell spurs and his Spanish boss, He'll swear to you he was once a boss.
The cowboy's life is a dreary, dreary life,
He's driven through the heat and cold;
While the rich man's a-sleeping on his velvet couch,
Dreaming of his silver and gold.
Spring-time sets in, double trouble will begin, The weather is so fierce and cold; Clothes are wet and frozen to our necks, The cattle we can scarcely hold.
The cowboy's life is a dreary one, He works all day to the setting of the sun;