Mountain Cowgirl
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Headin Home
by MC 12/12/22
Met an old man on the trail
He was kinda just moseying along
Reined up to hear what he had to say
Said he was headed over to the breaks
Returning to where he was born
Hoping to live there until his final day
He looked about as weathered
As a southwest-facing barn door
Don't believe I could make a mile
In his boots or his horses' shoes
He said his bottle was emptied
Of whiskey many years ago
Now full of teardrops instead of booze
Then he talked of all that were dead and gone
He never thought he would miss them all that much
But now that they all were six feet in the ground
He missed them all, friends, family, and neighbors
Yes, he missed them all, the entire bunch
He talked about a woman that was loyal until she died
He talked about all the big herds he had rounded up
All about the drought that had turned the grass brown
About wildfire that took fall feed and the cougar that killed his pup
All those things he said were nutin, absolutely nutin
Compare to the wolf lovers and starry-eyed liberal nuts
That are warring against cattle and even the sheep
Their philosophy is hollow he said, nothin just ifs and buts
I agreed that nothin, nothin about the west is getting better
Only worse with all the hate, politics, and change
And while I know the grass is greener, much greener in heaven
Still, these final days ranchin blues got me feelin strange
by MC 12/12/22
Met an old man on the trail
He was kinda just moseying along
Reined up to hear what he had to say
Said he was headed over to the breaks
Returning to where he was born
Hoping to live there until his final day
He looked about as weathered
As a southwest-facing barn door
Don't believe I could make a mile
In his boots or his horses' shoes
He said his bottle was emptied
Of whiskey many years ago
Now full of teardrops instead of booze
Then he talked of all that were dead and gone
He never thought he would miss them all that much
But now that they all were six feet in the ground
He missed them all, friends, family, and neighbors
Yes, he missed them all, the entire bunch
He talked about a woman that was loyal until she died
He talked about all the big herds he had rounded up
All about the drought that had turned the grass brown
About wildfire that took fall feed and the cougar that killed his pup
All those things he said were nutin, absolutely nutin
Compare to the wolf lovers and starry-eyed liberal nuts
That are warring against cattle and even the sheep
Their philosophy is hollow he said, nothin just ifs and buts
I agreed that nothin, nothin about the west is getting better
Only worse with all the hate, politics, and change
And while I know the grass is greener, much greener in heaven
Still, these final days ranchin blues got me feelin strange
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