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Reminiscing
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Reminiscing |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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California sunshine, Arizona dust- The road goes on forever, so it seems. A pickup with a bumper sticker, "Rodeo, or Bust" And a Texas cowboy living out his dreams. Sleeping in the pickup bed, those early, leaner years- A lifestyle we called "Goin' down the road." A lot of nights I hurt so bad, I had to fight back tears From landing wrong, the times that I got throwed. I never made the Finals, although one year I got close- But a bad draw out in Oakdale ended that. It's the goofin' off behind the chutes, I guess I miss the most, And home bein' the place I hung my hat. I'm looking back on fifty, some say that it isn't old- I've heard that age is just a state of mind... If that's the case, I'm ancient...my youth the years have stole, And left a sad old cowboy far behind. You say I'm melancholy, and crying in my beer- But nothing could be farther from the fact. I'm just sitting here reliving, a lot of long lost years. And wishing somehow I could get them back. |
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The_Doctors_Angel_32 Member
since 2011-01-14
Posts 337Florida, USA |
It is always good to have memories. I love this poem. When the family is together, the soul is at peace - Russian Proverb |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Absolutely, Gunslinger, wouldn't most of us want to get them back? Bull riding. Always a secret wish of mine, but I was to damn chicken try it. ~ Life is sexually transmitted ~ |
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