A Thankful Cowboy
I’m Thankful for a good horse on to sit
A well made headstall and a sweet iron bit
The creak of a saddle
The sound of hooves a quishin’
All the while I’m a wishin’
For warmer weather
And an easy herd to gather
The zip of the burner,
the slack coming out,
When Roping a yearling that’s gone walkabout
I’m a cowboy ever day of the year,
Snow, wind, or rain
I go, no time for fear,
Them critters have to gain
No worry about my aches and pain,
Cows get fed without fail
Even the day of the sale
It’s the cowboy way,
Countin, feedin, puttin out the hay
Yes I’m thankful for holidays, family and food
But I ain’t a city dude
That little orphan calf made me smile,
He wags his tail when drinkin’ his milk
With hair as fine as silk
My horse nickered when I scooped his feed
He’s a pretty good using friendly type of a steed
I fed the dog, cat and chickens
It’s getting cold as the dickens
I’m a Shepard herdin sheep
Like in the Bible I watch o’r my flock by night
I’m just a cowboy,
tryin to do them critters right
The sun’s a settin low
I’m hurryin go, go, go
Save me some turkey and dressing
And Pray for me,
if I miss the blessing
Happy Thanksgiving ever one
I’ll be in when the feedin’s done
James Lockhart lives near the Kiamichi mountains in southeast Oklahoma. He writes cowboy stories and fools with cows and horses.
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