Arizona Cowboy who never road a horse.

My Mom told me her Dad used to give her rides on his back as a little girl, singing a song about how she was going to marry “a cowboy who never road a horse”. I haven’t found that song, if it was a hit or not during those days, still looking, …but I wrote one ;-). Anyway, the bizarre thing she told me, was granddad turned out to be a prophet.

Sometime in late 1956 or early 1957 she met my dad. Apparently he went to a movie with a friend and saw her in a restaurant after coming out. He found out where she worked and somehow found himself needing to goto the pharmacy a lot over the next few days.

It seems shortly thereafter he was a part of the family. There were a lot of pics with everybody having a good time it seemed.

It was about that time my Grandmother also moved to So. California, and my Dad did a good job winning her over as well.

Clayton Edwin Weimer and his future mom in law.

So he didn’t ride horse, but he did have a nice car. My dad said he and my mom went to the drive-in theaters a lot during that time.

Dad and the nice car

I am pretty sure it was love at first sight, they were married within the year.

p.s. see comment, I found the song... 😉

2 responses to “Arizona Cowboy who never road a horse.”

  1. So Sarah loves this song, told my Mom about it but I never could get around to playing it for her. Maybe I was scared she wouldn’t appreciate my stretching the humor. I have an mp3 of this somewhere, maybe I’ll dig it up.

    Arizona Cowboy
    Hope you don’t mind gal, if I stay awhile
    plop my boots here, yeah thats my style
    Heard you’re looking for the right guy, been a little off course
    well, I’m your Arizona cowboy, who never rode a horse

    Might like some whiskey, but I don’t like gin
    I like you eastern girls, mighty fine and thin

    Yeah like liquor and sweet lips, thats for me
    I’m not the kind of wrangler, your momma wanna see
    You heard I’m a bad man, you’ve got the right source
    I’m an Arizona cowboy, who never rode a horse

    I’m a Wickenburg dude, who never bummed a steer
    I can be rather rude, eating beans and drinking beer

    Yeah like liquor and sweet lips, thats for me
    I’m not the kind of wrangler, your momma wanna see
    You heard I’m a bad man, you’ve got the right source
    I’m an Arizona cowboy, who never rode a horse

    Hope you don’t mind gal, if I snooze awhile
    Rest my head here, on your laundry pile
    You think you’ve got the right guy, think your back on course?
    Think again
    I’m an Arizona cowboy, and I never rode a horse

    Might like some whiskey, but I don’t like gin
    I like you eastern girls, mighty fine and thin
    I’m a Wickenburg dude, who never bummed a steer
    I can be rather rude, eating beans and drinking beer

    Yep, must be getting along now, hit the rode
    sorry to leave you, with my story half told
    I’d make you ride along, if not by force

    but my trucks in the shop, I ain’t got no car, and of course
    I ain’t got no horse.
    I’m an Arizona cowboy, who never rode a horse.

    2004 © Clayton Edward Weimer

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  2. [audio src="http://wanderbook.com/arizonacowboy.mp3" /]

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