jackconrad
Wednesday, September 16, 2009 8:57:00 PM
ene Autry's Cowboy Code

1. The Cowboy must never shoot first, hit a smaller man, or take unfair advantage.

2. He must never go back on his word, or a trust confided in him.

3. He must always tell the truth.

4. He must be gentle with children, the elderly, and animals.

5. He must not advocate or possess racially or religiously intolerant ideas.

6. He must help people in distress.

7. He must be a good worker.

8. He must keep himself clean in thought, speech, action, and personal habits.

9. He must respect women, parents, and his nation's laws.

10. The Cowboy is a patriot.

lluvia
Wednesday, September 16, 2009 8:58:00 PM
Gene Autry = stud
myash07
Wednesday, September 16, 2009 9:03:00 PM
Shur don't make cowboy's like that anymore...

And he could sing too !

Buckwheat
Thursday, September 17, 2009 8:21:00 AM
#8 - I have all kinds of unclean thoughts pretty much all the time.
DrMaddVibe
Thursday, September 17, 2009 8:26:00 AM
KEEP TO THE CODE!!

WATERBOARD COWBOYS!!!

chiefburg
Thursday, September 17, 2009 9:12:00 AM
Sounds like a reasonable code to me - all except for those impure thoughts.............
Stinkdyr
Thursday, September 17, 2009 10:01:00 AM
Not too many people have a code to live by anymore, kid.

jackconrad
Thursday, September 17, 2009 10:18:00 AM
And the Duke

duwan
Thursday, September 17, 2009 11:37:00 AM
I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy,

and Lovin' the cowboy ways.

Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes,

I burned up my childhood days.

I learned of all the rules of the modern-day drifter,

Don't you hold on to nothin' too long.

Just take what you need from the ladies, then leave them,

With the words of a sad country song.

My heroes have always been cowboys.

And they still are, it seems.

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,

Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.

Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery,

From being alone too long.

You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare,

Knowin' well that your best days are gone.

Pickin' up hookers instead of my pen,

I let the words of my years fade away.

Old worn-out saddles, and 'old worn-out memories,

With no one and no place to stay.

My heroes have always been cowboys.

And they still are, it seems.

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,

Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,

Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.

GreenWolf70
Thursday, September 17, 2009 12:45:00 PM
There are still plenty who follow the Cowboy Code, they just wear ACU's now.
ZRX1200
Thursday, September 17, 2009 8:25:00 PM
Does rule #8 exclude cigars??

I really need to know.

jackconrad
Thursday, September 17, 2009 8:42:00 PM
No Gene used to have one now and then..