A cowboy rode up a cloudy draw,
As he sat he heard a lone wolf cry,
He thought about himself,
Where am i going,
What do i want to do,
So he hangs his head and crys,
He sees a lonely lady,
As she walks by,
He knows her feeling,
He reaches out his hand,
Grasp hers they sit and chat,
Then with a smile he knows,
He must change his ways,
So full of ideas,
With a powerful grin,
They move along their way...
Written By Host Al
