Gettin' Old

Originally Posted by stitch

It sucks getting old, Especially when it affects something that has been such a big part of you for most of your life.
Many years ago I suffered a broken neck, Fractured two disc’s in my spine and tore my brain stem in a pretty hellasious horse & cattle wreck.
But like the tough old piece of dirt that I am I came back from being a veg, to riding the range again.
The fractures in my spine never healed, …Over the years scar tissue and arthritis have taken a toll.
The Doc. Told me two years ago No More workin on horse back! …
Well, As of now I realize she’s right.
Next week I’ll spend three days helping the 26 Bar move a heard down from the high country.
It will be the last drive for this old cowpoke.
I know I’m gonna hurt big time, And I know My body just can’t do it any more.
It’s hard to admit that this point has come, Even harder yet is seeing this part of my life come to a close.
I was a Marine, I was a Cowboy … In my soul I am still both.
I’ll miss the open sky, The sound of leather, The smell of horse and cattle And the nights by the fire.
I’ll still build their saddles and gun gear, But I’ll ride the range no more.
To all those old Marines of my youth … Semper Fi !
To all my compadre’s over the years … Via Condios’ From a Ghost Rider.

For you my friend

Drifting Cowboy

There’s a shack along the road
The old cowboy calls it home
There’s not much to do but watch the trucks roll by
So he sits and drinks his tea
Rocking to some memory
Just a drifting cowboy taking one last ride

His dreams are like the ghost
Of the only life he knows
His silver spurs jingle and shine
Once he was young and hell on wheels
Now can you picture how he feels
Still riding broncos somewhere back in time

Those prairie winds still blow
Like they did so long ago
Ah but the tumbleweeds don’t roll quite the same
They old line riders ask
When will the buffalo come back
And will the drifting cowboys ever drift again

He rides into the town
As the sun is going down
He ties his trusty pony to the rail
Some trail boss and his crew
They stand him one or two
But tonight we’ll find him out there on the trail

Drifting cowboy
Taking one last ride
Just a speck out on the prairie
And a little spark of glory in my eyes