They asked me to tell the Whistling Cowboy to stop.

And so I aproached and took of my hat.

He whistled down at his drink.

I reached out to pat his shoulder, to get his attention.

He bent a note and cocked his head.

He couldnt see me, and the bar was loud so he couldnt hear me.

'Quit whistlin'' I said withdrawing my hand.

He hit three staccato notes, all the same.

'Listen they asked me to get you to quit whistlin'.'

He whistled inward as he spun around.

His face was just the sound of that whistle.

He never stopped,

And I started.