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Leroy's Lament
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Leroy's Lament |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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"LEROY"S LAMENT" Ol' Leroy looked across the cab-said, "Jack, I've been a thinkin'" I said,"Leroy, don't go talkin' that away! It's cost us dadburn near as much trouble as your drinkin' We durn shore don't need no more fines to pay!" Said, "What I think we need to do, is find another livin' This cowboy life ain't what it used to be- It seems that we ain't gettin' back, e'en half of what we's givin- And just last month we both turned forty three. Jack, I guess that neither one of us has got a callin' Cept breaking broncs and workin some man's cows- The music that we love the most is hearin' cattle bawlin' That's close to Heaven as this life allows. I feel stove up when I roll out on these old frosty mornin's And topping off gets harder all the time- My belly churns to smell the stink, at brandin's and dehornin's My cowboy skills have kinda lost their shine. I said, "Leroy, you start doin this each time you get hung over- We've thirty miles to drive back to the ranch. Your mind'll change when we begin to smell the meadow clover- You couldn't quit if you was give the chance." There ain't no other way of life, for guys like me and Leroy- We've both the name of bein' a top hand- Until we play our string out, somewhere up on the rimrock- I guess we'll keep on ridin' for the brand. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Nuther good'n frum ya! |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Nicely done  ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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