We ride trucks.
We spit on the ground.
We wear old black Levis.
We drink coffee black.
We break our own hearts.
We smoke what there is.
We don’t want any mail.
We go where we are.
We live when we want.
Gave the feel of the cowboy life…
The life and times of a cowboy hey? Thanks for sharing 🙂
Smoke what there is? Yikes!!!!!
Refusing to be pegged.
“We smoke what there is” — now there is a line that makes me go to gross places.
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