Western Daydreams

Western Daydream

 

I miss the rodeo
I miss the smell of dirt
I miss the clash of bronc and badass
the triumph and the hurt
I miss my cowpunchin job
working neverending days in the sun
forever working for the brand
with no cavalcades won
seeing trailers full of beeves
and horses on the run
I miss the ropes the whips the hollers
the calluses made earnin dollars
I miss the air filled with dust
I miss the people I knew
characters all tried and true
the toughness earned and legends made
I blew my shoulder lost some teeth
I`ve since learnd tragedy and grief
and love and landing on my feet
But I still miss the rodeo
I miss those wild times
I miss the immortality of my friends grown in rhyme
I was invincible
Bumbles always bounce
But I sure miss that rodeo
I`m gettin sick of towns
So i wake up of the mornin
pull my boots on my feet
clap my belt round my waist
I still refuse defeat
Cause what I learned in my spent youth is that you never quit
even when your mouth is full of blood
and your gear covered in shit
I still feel my heart beating in my ears
when i hear cowhooves a racin
but I sure miss those western times
When it was me they were chasin... 

L.John Knight
1/5/2012