The Man Who Helped the Cowboy

The sun rose again like any other day
The man continued his journey to the capital
It was the eighth day

Lone sight, not mighty might
Bottom atop a bench
Was a man with boots

"Allo," said the man
"Hallo," graybeard played back

"What do I got to do for that hat?" the stockman grilled
Offering his shade, the man was thrilled
"Just tell me you haven't killed"

Graybeard shook his nose
Clearly he couldn't just go
And let the man be empty

Stopping finally and seeing the glossy grove
Dusty a day to the capital
Fortune added lengths that the man met the cowboy that drove