The Cowgay's Lament (Thierry Magnière) When I used to ride under the sun Yellin' my cattle call, Owh ! Most of the time, I've missed my blue foggy mountain. When I used to sleep beside my gun Dreamin' of the snow, Owh ! I'd never thought my return home could involve such pain. Till the day of my distress, You took me by the hand and told me : "Let us drown ourselves in a night of love, my friend !" It's a life to spend alone without women. Now I'm back home like a prison Waitin' at the window, Owh ! You on the trail, will never see my pain.