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The skys blue again
And its hotter than sin
Here on this spread of mine
We’ve prayed for rain
Again and again
But we just keep right on fryin
My crops are poor
And one things for sure
It’s dry as an Englishmen’s joke
Now we even laugh
About takin a bath
And the cattle are about to choke
These high plains summers
Are real bummers
And they last clear through to fall
It would sure make happy
This dry old pappy
If the rains would come to call
If the clouds would come
And cool us some
We’d think it was really nice
So if your takin the pains
To ranch these plains
Be ready to pay the price
oldman5286