The Cowboy Who Loves You So True

It’s said you have to walk that lonesome valley for yourself. Nobody else can go it for you.

I was heading down trail—that long lonesome trail—intent on making my own way.

I was once so lonely … I was once without you.

I ain’t much for words. I’m just a hired hand, working for wages and beans.

Tomorrow we head out on the drive to Abilene. I’ll be punchin’ cows and eatin’ dust for a thousand miles or more. But every inch of the way, I’ll be thinking of you.

I am the cowboy who loves you so true.