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Show To lead him across the yard corral through the rock fence gate To the only flat place 'round there not much bigger than a plate. Ernie climbed up on my pony, bareback, I called him "Tiger Jim" He was fast and reined so easy, nothin ever got past him. Homp rode a big bay geldin', He called him "Switch-Tail Dick" That was good to rope and "snub" on He was steady, strong and quick. They would haze him in a circle, try and keep him from The wire, rocks and gullies that might throw him and me to "kingdom come. I tightened up my cinch. My knees were shakin' some Then I climbed into the middle of that big-eared "Zebra Dun." He bogged his head and bellered just like a wounded bear He bucked and kept on bawlin' in a way to curl your hair! Every jump he "cow-kicked," his hind-feet caught my heels While "reachin' for my stirrups," he kicked the rowels of my "steels." And nearly pulled me off him but the spur strap broke or tore And I got back my balance. I was "ridin' high" for sure! He kept tryin' to "get into the saddle" but there wasn't room for two But he clawed me from heel to knees, they'd soon be turning blue. Cowboy Poetry From Utah 113 |
