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My first book A Treasure Trove of memories; Selected Poems will be available for purchase in 4 weeks and I will have copies available for signature at Richies Barn in Visalia Otctober 9&10,2015. See the calendar for details and a link to the Cowboy Cultural Committee's Fall roundup.
HIGH ‘N LONESOME
I’m gonna miss this High ‘N Lonesome
Where the sage ‘n sky sorta blend
When the desert’s set to motion
By the storm clouds on the wind.
Where light ‘n shadow paint the desert floor
In colors only God could make
To come here was my first good move
To leave might be my worst mistake.
But, I can’t no longer give my best.
That’s just one more page been turned.
‘N my pride won’t let me take a wage
I know I haven’t earned.
So I’m saddled up ‘n movin’ on
To where I couldn’t say.
But I swore that when this day had come
I’d be doin’ things my way.
Oh, you won’t hear me belly-ache.
I’ve no reason to complain.
I’m leavin’ here with so much more
Than I had when first I came.
Sure, my old bedroll tarp will cover
Most everything I own,
But what’s mine is mine, I’ve earned it.
I ain’t payin’ off no loans.
I’ve got me two fine ponies,
‘N a pretty damn good pup.
‘N a thousand dollars in my pocket
From sellin’ my ole truck.
‘N a treasure trove of memories
A king’s ransom couldn’t buy
Of horses, cows, ‘n some real good friends
‘N them ever-changin’ skies.
Well, I guess it’s time to step up in the stirrup,
It’s time I covered ground.
But I think I’ll take a couple days
To make it into town.
Two more nights beneath the stars.
Two more days of livin’ free.
Will help me organize my thoughts,
Prepare for what’s to be.
I know I’ll have to find some work,
Find some place to stay.
Board my horses, tag my dog.
‘N buy a load of hay.
‘N, I may end up sellin’ feed ‘n tack
At the local Co-op store
Or maybe gas ‘n smokes ‘n snuff
At the Gas N Go next door.
But no matter where life leads me,
What lies around the bend.
I’ll always do things my way
Will most likely buck the trends.
‘N don’t expect to buy my saddle,
I ain’t sellin’, don’t ya see.
I’ve always been a Cowby.