A Good Cowboy

Did you ever see a cow hand ridin’ peaceful like and slow With his saddle hoss and bed hoss, like he had no place to go? He travels at an easy jog or mebby so a walk, But he’s lookin’ at the country and he notices the stock. He figgers grass and water like a …

Riding at Night

On and on through the silent night, Under the sky with its tranquil light Of stars that are smiling and blinking bright— Riding…just riding along … Up the hill and over the rise; Can’t see the trail but my horse is wise; He knows where the hidden hill-trail lies; Riding…just riding along… A flicker of …

Saturday Night

Out from the ranch on a Saturday night, Ridin’ a hawse that’s a shootin’ star, Close on the flanks of the flyin’ daylight, Racin’ with dark for the J L Bar. Fox-trot and canter will do for the day; It’s a gallop, my love, when I’m ridin’ your way. Up the arroyo the trippin’ hoofs …

When You’re Throwed

If a feller’s been astraddle since he’s big enough to ride, And has had to throw a saddle onto every sort of hide; Though it’s nothin’ they take pride in, most of fellers I have knowed, If they ever done much ridin’, has at various times got throwed. It perhaps is when you’re startin’ on …