Now a Day Talk

A long time ago, in the wild west, the worth of a man, daily put to test. Fields to plow, and crops to raise, while defending his home, everyday. Shooters, and gamblers, made their way, robbing the townsfolk in many ways. Some panned for gold in the high up hills, women could not afford fancy frills. Hitching the horses to a shabby old wagon, dogs running behind with their tails a wagging. Card sharks betting, come sit right here, bring this fine gentleman a drink my dear.. Dance hall girls with their painted cheeks, claiming the money you worked for all week. Loggers cutting the trees to sell, many died young their hearts would fail. How did they do it, living was tuff, now a day talk, we can't get enough.