When the golden sun is setting
and the shadows of the night come down
There is one less face in prominence
There is sorrow in our town.
We have lost a leader and companion
One who has left this world today
and it's with a great deal of sorrow
we learned that he's done away
the nation's head has tumbled
the world we know is not as tall
but we remember. He's just a man after all.
by Reg Kesler
A cowboy till his final day