Forgottn Cowboy of the Sandhills Part 1

Sidney Irwin, was his name, From Texas he did come. A lad of only fourteen years, He's just begun to roam. He joined his brother's cattle drive, Along the Chisholm Trail Pushing cattle to the North To meet the shining rail. Gently blew the knee deep grasses, The waters crystal clear, Though he was just a drover now, He knew his heart was here. His Mother back in Texas Depended on her son. The youngest of eleven He's make this land her home. He brought her to the Sandhills Where a homestead she did claim Around the region where the Spade Ranch Later won it's fame. The Spade needed a foreman, Sid tried and got the job. Though he was young he knew his stuff And showed them he was boss. For seven years he bossed these men A hard and steady job. He kept an average of sixty-five Busy all year long. As years went by Sid met a girl Mollie was her name. With sparkling eyes and lilting laugh, This cowboy's heart she claimed. He took her home back to the Spade. This day it was so grand She became the first white woman To set foot upon Spade land. The chickens scattered at the sight Of skirts blown by the wind Only the gentleness of her voice Proved she was their friend. She knew her work and did the job Expected of Sid's wife, And found the time to entertain The countless dudes that arrived. Part 2 follows