Campfires, Cattle and Cowboys
Campfires, cattle and cowboys
Once graced the old Chisholm Trail
From Texas to Kansas through Oklahoma
A glorious part of the western tale
Them punchers drove those dogies
Through the dust, heat and rain
At sundown campfires, cattle and cowboys
Settled down for a night on the plain
Though tuckered out, hungry and dry
The cowpokes would sing a tune
Of campfires, cattle and cowboys
‘Neath the glow of a Comanche moon
Around the cooking fire with their grub
The poets would pass the time
About campfires, cattle and cowboys
Sagas spoken eloquently in rhyme
Now that has been some time ago
Are the campfires, cattle and cowboys gone?
Not as long as the cowboy exists
And he able to utter a poem or a song