Another poem |
THE 2 BEST THINGSI got an old 56 FordShe's got a 351 and dents in the doorShakes off dirt wherever she goesAll saved up from hundreds of rodeosTook us a while to get her runninIt had its toll on our w...
Posted by on Fri, 29 May 2009 19:26:00 GMT |
Just a new poem |
Bye Bitch!SHE BROKE MY HEARTJUST THREW IT OUTLEFT ME ALL ALONETO SIT AROUND AND POUTI'M BACK NOW Y'ALLSTARTING IN SPRINGAIN'T SLOWIN DOWN TIL FALLSHE'S STILL OUT WHORING AROUNDIM RIDIN AND FLYIN HIGHO...
Posted by on Sat, 09 May 2009 15:54:00 GMT |
Cowboy Is His Name |
COWBOY IS HIS NAME
There's a hundred years of historyand a hundred before thatAll gathered in the thinkin'Goin' on beneath this hat.
The cold flame burns within him'Til his skin's as cold as iceAnd th...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Dec 2006 00:12:00 GMT |
My Old Stetson Hat |
Stained with alkali, sand and mud
Smeared by grease and crimson blood
Battered and bent from constant use
Still you have stood the damn abuse
A true companion through all these years
Tanning br...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 15:32:00 GMT |
