Personal Narrative: Life In The Wild West

As I sat under the shining stars
I remember how life was in the city
Bright lights, honking horns
Sleepless nights, and lonely mornings
That city life wasn't for me

The Wild Wild West is where I love to be
Where I'm finally carefree
Where I make my own rules,
And where everybody knows everybody
That's where I'll be

The Wild Wild West is where I love to be
Where everybody has a purpose
The Sheriff, The Cowboy
The Rancher, and the Farmer
That's where I'll be

The Wild Wild West is where I'll be
Rounding up cattle, and branding em’
Milking the cows and Churning the butter
If you need me
That's where I'll be