Country Colored Memories
Cowgirl tough
Sometimes rough
She knows how to ride
Her horse she can guide
He’s gentle, and he knows you well
Your voice commands, and he can tell
A bond unbreakable between the two
He lets you ride, and only you
When Barrel racing
Hanging on, bracing
Sometimes a fall
You always recall
But your Cowgirl tough,
And that’s enough
So stay in the race
Keep up the chase
Because that’s what Cowgirls do
I didn’t notice it till this dayDo you see her there that same smileStars face, as moms displayed Wish I could remember what Sister Sherryl was seeingHer laughter bubbled up so loudly and so freeAlways standing tall like a towering...
(Squirrels playing around the Oaktree The first thing this morning that’s what I see The snow didn’t keep them inside today They were anxious to get out and play Digging down deep in the glistening white snow Searching for the...
One of the customs traveling the prairie was to leave behind something useful for the next wagon train to find There was a steady line of pioneers coming after you on the open plains.They were dusty and dirty getting their...
The milk run was a necessary measureFor my sister and me it was a weekly pleasure We would go down the hill in our western flyer wagonOur baby sister road along with hands on the sides trying to hold on...