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I Wonder What The West Was Like

I wonder what the west was like

Before it was captured settled and tamed

In the time when it was

Young wild and free

Before large cities and tall buildings

That rise ’till they touch the skies

Back when open fields extend

For miles and miles

Not bound by gates nor fences

Oh what a thrill that would be

To live in the west

 Before the settlers made their way

When cowboys rode the range

And horses ran wild

In the great beauty  

 Of this place called the west

When it was young wild and free

                                                                                          By:Kacey Knudson

A Cowboys Love

Well the ranchins tough

the cites rough

there's pains deep within

and I ask him

Why there's tears there in his eyes

as he looks off to where

the mountains kiss the skis

and he tell me his tail

of how he longs to ride

Upon the trail

That leads back to the time

Of mystery

That was worn by passing history

He tels of how the west has changed

where big cities have replaced

The open range

He hangs his head, I take his hand

I see in his eyes

The cowboys love of this great land