I wear this leather boots
In this cold day
Boots blues
This boots are made of leather
I am the cowboy of the Americas
Boots blues
This boots keep my feet warm
It is in style
And that’s what the entire cowboy’s like me wear in America
I ride in this horse away
This horse gets me around where I need to go
It is hot there in Texas, but here it is cold
The trees and flowers grow wild out here in the desert
And when the night comes the cowboy’s in Texas sleep in the desert
Not me
I don’t like the desert
It is too quiet for me
It feels like being in another world
Away from people and away from the city
No telephone, TV, or radio here
The only thing that is available here is the stars and the deep silence
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What a strange and funny poem! I'm surprised by how beautiful the last line is but yet the poet says he does not like that particular setting! Who can not love the peace and beauty of a star filled nighttime sky? Very odd write!