Hi-Lonesome

She needs a cowboy, a big-hearted man, 

To ride into her life, gather her up, 

Knock those demons out of her head. 

There's a buckaroo 

Riding the Hi-Lonesome plain tonight

And he's looking for her. 

They'll need some magic, it's vast,
But it's quiet—and two hearts

Beating as one sound like thunder.

The Lonesome Cowboy

Listening to AM 

Because that's all there is, 

In the truck, alone, driving country roads. 

Here comes that Ricky Nelson song,

About a garden party he attended with regret, 

For the hundredth goddamn time. 

I am, without a doubt, 

The loneliest goddamn cowboy 

In the state of Colorado.

— Hanque O

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