Blue Eyes And Freckles

Blue eyes and frcles neath a white cowboy hat

His two bestest friends are his dog and his cat

He's one of the good guys it's plain to see

shore enough cowboy though he's only three

There's a cute little filly she lives right next door

She'd like to brand him but he's no green horn

She'll offer him candy but he knows her game

he'll take what she gives him then be on his way

Blue eyes and freckles and holes in his jeans

out in the back yard ridin' his dreams

He's uor little cowboy until the day our

Fences can't hold him and he'll ride away.

Saturday morning he's up before dawn

Grabs his cap pistol and pulls his hat on

Today the Lone Ranger and him make their ride

Them outlaws better find some place to hide

With tears in his eyes and a scratch on his chin

His onery old cyuse done throwed him again

But a kiss and a cookie will soon ease the pain

He'll mount up and be back ridin' the range

Mama just look how our little boy's grown

He'll soon be a man with a mind all his own

And I know the hardest thing we'll ever do

Is take down the fences and just turn him loose