Ohiocore

Last night I dreamt the lyrics to a cowboy lament, completely making up the lyrics as I sang them in the typical Guthrie style:

"I'm a lonesome cowboy/
Out on my own, a lonesome cowboy man/
Ain't seen a purdy woman, since I 'as sixteen.../
But I don' think I'll forget... *that occasion*."

Yeeei haw.

Why is my sleeping brain writing new cowboy laments? and why a funny one? And has it really been that long?