Poetry By Chuck

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(May as well sing along to the music, but you's gonna have to be fast!)

 

I'm just a lonely Cowboy sittin' beside the road.
Head thrown back n'croakin' like some old toad.

Sittin' on my saddle, waitin' for my love.
Far from city lights, the only shine is from above.

I know that she's out there, God will send her to me.
But, until she gets here...right here is where I'll be.

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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, long side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.

~

I lost Old Paint, to a gopher's chuck hole.
Had to put her down, with a bullet you know.

I've carried that saddle, must weigh a hundred pounds.
For miles across the desert, till this road I found.

Now here is where I'll stay, come morn'n, noon, or night.
Because down deep in my guts, I know this place is right.

I'm singin' this song, as loud as I can.
I'm a hopin' she'll hear it and quit dilly-dally-n'.

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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, long side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.

~

If she comes today, tomorrow, or tonight.
I'll still be sittin' here...cause I know this is right!

To her I'll be a stranger, kinda tattered and worn.
My leather's all cracked, and my clothes are all torn.

"O'Lord! Give me a sign, somethin' I can dally a loop on!"
Or reach down touch her shoulder, hurry'n her along.

Out here where the wild western winds blow.
Out here where... "Dang-It!", it's begin'n to snow.

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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, n gettin' a little cold.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.
~

Well a wagon drove up with a full team.
A couple of real nice folks, or so they would seem.

When I told them what I was doin' a sittin' out there.
They thought I was crazy n' said .."Get out of here!"

Well the deserts bare in its cold mountain air.
And I'm startin' ta get saddle sores, right down there.

But, I'll stay here, although I'm half in a daze.
Singin' this song in the late evenings haze.

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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, long side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.

~

Well a coyote padded up, took to squatin' near by.
Guess he thought all the hollerin' was his lull-a-bye.

I looked him in the eye n' told him ta "Get Lost!"
He looked at me, like I was on the "Sauce!"

Well after he left I kept right on a singin'.
Cause now I was getting results, the way it was seem'n.

Right about then I heard an old barn owl cry.
I think... my singin' kept him from droppin' by.

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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Sittin' in the middle of the desert, long side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I know she will show.

~

Like as not when she gets here, she's gonna want to know.
What kind of accomplishments does this old cowboy have to show.

Well, I've been over the river and through the thicket brush.
Been, bit by a snake and tossed from horses and such.

I've dallied a loop on many a fine mare.
Never let it be said that I've turned down a dare.

Well she is probably gonna want ta check into my past.
"Hell! I ain't got one!", I'll tell her at last.

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Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
But, I'm having second thoughts sittin' along side of this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm lonely you know.
Just waitin' for my love...and I'm kinda doubt'n she'll show
.

~

She'll probably want some kind of Mansion, House, Cabin  or Such!
I'll tell her, "Hold on Dear!  I don't need that Much!"

Then I'm sure she'll ask what the future has in store.
And my friends, that there, would be the slammin' of the door!

For I live for the day, not for hopes far away.
She'll probably get mad, may even start thinkin' I'm gay!

~
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! I'm not so lonely you know.
I'm even thinkin' I'm dumb sittin' next ta this road.
Whoopi Ti Yi Ya! Its certainly become clear.
I ain't waitin' for my love..
I'm gettin'.the.hell.out.of.here!



~


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Author's Comments
The idea of a lonely cowboy, lost in his adversity and searching for his love, hit me while sitting on a rock in the desert.  I remembered a gal who once told me, "I hope someday to drive a lonely road and pick up a hitchhiker cowboy!"    What a thing! #6

Comments

 dawnhall on Feb 11, 2004, 5:49 
God is blessing you! 1928 critiques, 67 poems.
Verdict: Good

I really like this one. It remeinds m of the cowboy days and all the rides and white hats and clean pictures.

nice good old days. Thanks for the memory!

I also thank you for my poem "Do You Remember Roy and Dale?" I am so glad you liked it and have suce fond memories. It warms my heart.

Did you like the picture and backround??

God is blessing you!

With christian Love,
Dawn  

glazecovered on Feb 12, 2004, 9:32 p.m. 
Boys are stupid, throw rocks at them 2568 critiques, 162 poems.

This made me smile, just thinking about that cowboy. This would mae a terrific song, I can just hear it. I should sing it next time I go horse riding. Whoo-pee. =) Thank you for entering and good luck.
~Anastasia  

 Delicate Lily on Aug 04, 2004, 7:28 p.m. 
Grab life by the balls, NOT the razor 2258 critiques, 128 poems.

Excellent piece here Chuck. Brought back some memories for this retired cowgirl...you just keep singin' that song of yours! Your lady is out there and will hear you...you will know her by the determination in her eyes and the grit she displays....good luck in the contest!!! MLP...S  

 AnnD on Oct 05, 2004, 4:11 p.m. 
4331 critiques, 78 poems. 

Ah this put a big smile on my face.
I could hear the whole song being sung as it went along.
Ah wonderful images of the cowboy round the campfire singing....... all came to mind.
A humerous and great write
Thankyou. i really enjoyed this.
Ann

Fool no1 on Jul 16, 2005, 11:56 p.m. 
If Tomorrow Never Comes 1259 critiques, 152 poems.

Great write chuck, the imagery is brilliant and the humor ...well... Smiled lots when reading this , the ending is excellent. Well written..take care...mal . Thanks also for your kind comments and applause.  

Karli on Aug 04, 2005, 12:03 
Life is not fair and then you die, get over it. 633 critiques, 9 poems.

LOL. I can so see this happening. You did a great job with the wording, it all came together well. I loved the ending, that was to funny how he just got tired of waiting. Thanks for entering and always keep writing. ~Karli~  

blkwidowsd on Nov 05, 2005, 7:12 
(¯`•. Diamond in the rough .•´¯) 992 critiques, 77 poems.

 Beautifully written, vivid imagery... Loved it!!
Thanks for entering, Goodluck.
Best Wishes

 (¯`•.Tracey.•´¯)

rhcpfan on Nov 23, 2005, 6:19 p.m. 
To fingerpaint is not a sin... 201 critiques, 34 poems.

I LOVE YOUR POEM! I love cowboys and horses and work with them constantly, so this piece really goes straight to my heart!

-Bri  

Pome on Jan 17, 12:16 
Seek Truth. (Maybe It will meet you halfway.). 778 critiques, 52 poems.

You write great cowboy lingo and you made me laugh too. Thanks for entering the contest... Good Luck -Pome

joybug on Jan 23, 8:37  
Country as dirt, heart full of joy. 302 critiques, 22 poems.
Verdict: hilarious

Well seein as I have a real life cowboy--it really is funny. He enjoyed reading this. But he said eventually a cowboy may settle down, if he finds a woman with the same ramblin spirit. Guess we are as settled as it gets. We ramble around and still have our adventures, but its always nice to come home. Keep writing--this humor suits ya.  

 

 Chuck Johnson on Jan 23, 11:40 
Just fade away. 569 critiques, 151 poems. Currently online.

I'm truly honored to have made you laugh! Keep smiling and God keep you in good health! Thank you Chuck


 

 

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