I'm lonesome but happy Rich but I'm broke And the good Lord knows the reason I'm just a cowpoke From Cheyenne to Douglas All the ranges I know Cause I drift with the wind No one cares where I go Well it's north in the spring If there ain't a big drought Then as soon it frost I'll be heading' back south But I ain't gotta worry Cause I ain't got time I'm too busy living This free life of mine Some evening in springtime A filly I'll find And I might spend all summer With her on my mind But I'll never be branded And never be broke I'm a carefree, range riding Drifting cowpoke