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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I swear by the ferryman’s pole, my soul, the tale I tell is true And if you have a soul, I pray, the same won’t come to you, Boys The same won’t come to you In the West, I say, back in the day of the Talon River crossing When the Claw came down it tore the ground upon which we’d been standing I say where we’d been standing In the rocks and rills of the Shorthorn Hills, the cattlemen they would gather In the Fall of the year when the river runs clear and cider’s sweet and peaches turned to brandy The peaches turned to brandy Well the Talon River sometimes claws its way through pleasant Springtime But it mostly flows down sweet and slow and the trout jump in the moonlight The trout jump in the moonlight I saddled up with the boys to fetch the cows down from the mountain To graze down here where there is no fear a freeze will stop the fountain No freeze to stop the fountain Where the gentian stands on the gentle sands as white as the driven snow 'Fore winter's blow fills all this land with the icy one we know The icy one we know It was Joe and Pete and Slide Whistle Ike and jolly Jew's harp Johnny And the new fella Bill who didn’t say much and he kept to the rear of the party Trailing our dear party Since he joined the crew the Bar D few who threw lariats for their living He kept to himself and he'd never say much like someone who was hiding Like something he was hiding And we never did know where the Boss found Bill when hands was hard to come by Nor would Bill say where he'd spent his days when he was just a shaver When just a little shaver But we didn't think about it much in this business they come and they go And the pals that stay are the ones you say are ones that you'd fall in with The ones that you'd fall in with The ones you'd stick with thick or thin and count on when you need 'em On whom you count when troubles mount and someone lies a'bleedin' Someone lies there bleedin' ________________________________________
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