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What happened to those glorious of yesteryear,
I think of those days gone by it brings forth a tear;
Where tales of the rugged frontier and Old West is a story,
that with it the adventures of the cowboy and the wide open range, with all its glory;
Where the good guy always wins and the bad guy ends up" six feet under" if you
Oh, the tales could be told of those buried out on Boot Hill;
Those the days when the bad men of the West came up against the law,
Most often met their at the hands of someone quicker on the draw;
Those times when the prairies were bridled with danger,
for the outlaw who fought against the likes of the Lone Ranger;
Where every town in the West had more its share of villains,
who were quickly put to rest by the tough and courageous Dillons;
Oh how I miss those days of the Old West,
When courage and were put to the test;
memories of boyhood heroes are forever etched in my mind,
Reflections of Roy Rogers, Autry, and the Hopalong Cassidy kind;
For me the agelessness of the Cowboy is a sure bet,
as sure as John Wayne riding out the western sunset;
What happened to glorious Westerns of yesteryear.