What Happened To Those Glorious Westerns Of Yesteryear

What happened to those glorious Westerns of yesteryear,

When I think of those days gone by it brings forth a tear;

Where tales of the rugged frontier and Old West is a familiar story,

that brings with it the adventures of the cowboy and

the wide open range, with all its glory;

Where the good guy always wins and the bad guy ends

up" six feet under" if you will;

Oh, the tales that could be told of those buried out on Boot Hill;

Those were the days when the bad men of the West came up against the law,

Most often met their demise at the hands of someone quicker on the draw;

Those were times when the prairies were bridled with danger,



Danger for the outlaw who fought against the likes of the Lone Ranger;

Where every town in the West had more than its share of villains,

who were quickly put to rest by the tough and courageous Matt Dillons;

Oh how I miss those wonderful days of the Old West,

When courage and justice were put to the test;

Where memories of boyhood heroes are forever etched in my mind,

Reflections of Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, and the Hopalong Cassidy kind;

For me the agelessness of the American Cowboy is a sure bet,

as sure as John Wayne riding out into the western sunset;

What happened to those glorious Westerns of yesteryear.