Riding the Range From Sun to Sun

It's been a while since the last cowboy post, so to the tune (not really the tune, the lyrics (unless you look up the Dean Martin/Ricky Nelson version on Youtube)) of that lonesome cowboy favorite, My Rifle, My Pony, and Me, here you go.

Whippoorwill in the willow sings a sweet melody.  Riding on to Amarillo, just my rifle, my pony, and me.  No more cows to be ropin'.  No more strays I will see.  'Round the bend, she'll be waitin', for my rifle, my pony, and me.

(photo collected from googleimages)