The Space Cowboy

Hear the Space Cowboy play guitar 
Strumming with a blaster on his hip
He sings and swings around the stars
As he slides through the neutron slip
The stories he knows are yours and mine
His songs are our history
The universal cowboy through space and time
With a message for you and for me
He holds his listeners in his hands
His music has power and grace
He sings a lament for long lost lands
But there aren’t any cows here in space 

© Jane Jago