Playboys Of The Western World Poem by Colin Coplin

Go west young man what have you to lose,
I'll make you an offer that you can't refuse
Be a King for a day, or a playboy of the Western World for life

Go west young man there'll be no regrets,
but don't show them how easy you are to impress
As a King for a day, or a playboy of the Western World for life

Gypsy girl the lines are fading,
The future's palm just ain't that clear
Your night sky shows signs of aging,
Your deck of cards are missing the fool, and the star

Go west young man and fight for your dream
know there's no escaping that which you believe
A King for a day, or a playboy of the Western World for life

Go west young man tomorrow needs you,
but shed your tears early or you won't get through
A King for a day, or a playboy of the Western World for life

Go west young man yes you in the crowd,
the time that you're wasting can never be found
A King for a day, or a Playboy of the Western World for life

Where would we be, if none of us tried
To be a King for a day, or a playboy of the Western World for life

And it's been that way for so many years
For so many years, so many years, so many years
It's been that way for so many years, so many years, so many years, so many years

Copyright Colin Coplin 1983 (updated 2023)