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An American Cowboy

He’s an American cowboy

Full of American pride,

And American land

Is where he does ride.

He watches American sunsets

And the sunrises too,

Lord, how he loves the land

Of the red, white and blue.

He sees an American eagle

Soaring soundlessly in flight,

Forever a symbol

Of the red, blue and white.

He loves the American mountains

And the cold rivers too,

The soft white clouds

And the oceans of blue.

For he’s an American cowboy

An American man

With a heart full of pride

For his American land.

Poem copyrighted © 2004 by Lydia Warner Miller

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