Merry Go Round


1996

Now with a steer breakin’ from the group,
I’ll build up fast and large at my loop,
And ride hard as I know I must.
Chokin’ on the cloudy dust
Kicked up from a steer trailin’ poop.

Chasin’ it hard, back and around,
Coverin’ sage blanketed ground,
Hopin’ my hoss don’t right now.
Flankin’ and shyin’ that derned ol’ cow,
It is nothin’ more than a merry-go-round.

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