A handsome little fellow,
At the age of two.
Cute as a button,
Our little buckaroo.
He rides his little pony,
With Barney by his side.
His faithful old dog,
As he goes for a ride.
He rides around the paddock,
We wonder where he goes.
Wearing his big ole cowboy hat,
And boots with scuffed up toes.
He probably imagines,
He's roping a steer.
Out west on the range,
Among coyotes and the deer.
After a hard days work,
He and Barney come in.
A hungry little cowpoke,
With his hungry best friend.
After they have eaten supper,
And a bedtime story is read.
He falls asleep in his bedroll,
With Barney beside his bed.
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