At stringin' fence I've done my share, I've chased down cows and branded some, At doin' hard work, I'll claim I'm fair, But at throwin' rope, there ain't no hope. I've missed my target all but once While helpin' Daniel shearin' sheep. Ol' Charlie and I plowed into those runts He'd cut them fine, I … Continue reading Mutton
A cowboy pard'ner of mine, Gave up his hoss for a bike, When he moved to the city so fine 'Cause his hoss, the city didn't like. The first day that he was there, He was thrown in the city jail. His hoss left droppings everywhere, And cowboys don't carry a scoop or pail. So … Continue reading A Cowboy and his Bike
It was Christmas Eve, snow coming down The Army was halted on frozen ground. Soldiers on half-ration, coffee, hard tack. Supplies were short, such an awful fact. Lieutenant commands some season cheer, Men wishing for barreled buttered beer. Alas, he orders a squad deep into the trees, Snow so deep, they thought they'd freeze. Once … Continue reading A Tree for Camp
There is one thing in my life for which I have been strivin'. It's somethin' I've wanted since I was jus' a little kid. When I die, I wanna go in my sleep like my Grandpa did, Not screamin' like my Grandma, in the truck he was drivin'.
I do not understand this metaphor That crashes and smashes and thrashes Through my waking daydreams. I see him plain as a cloudless day, The bronco buster cowboy man With kack and tack and on hoss back, Rolling with Hell-bound abandon. It is like a child frolicking at play. And I can never be like … Continue reading A Time
Senator Harry “Pinky” Reid has been in the headlines of Nevada the last couple of days. A recent statewide poll shows he would be defeated if elections were held today and if someone with solid name recognition came up against Pinky. This comes after having received Reid latest book entitled, “The Good Fight: Hard Lessons … Continue reading Does Harry need Mental Health Help?
There's nothing to compare sittin' In the remote manless place Where God is your only company And wind fills the empty space. Lookin'down a mile into valley, You see what life can turn to. Imagination pictures younger time, And you know exactly what you'd do: You'd saddle up and ride away... As you sit alone … Continue reading Empty Space