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Deep in the Badlands, are canyons that claim many a man, who rides without name He's hiding or runnin', from somethun' he's done Outcast, or outlaw....without any fame but keeping a lookout for someone to come A hawk circles low, on a brown afternoon, like a curious vagrant, in the land of the sun. On the trail in the Badlands, while the afternoon sighs, are two saddled horses, two men, and their packs. Cowpokes done riding, with the sun at their backs. with pall of white clouds driftin' over their heads, from a rift in the cottonwoods, that frame the canyon's ledge The riders have paused, under gunmetal skies, searching the canyon, for a place to bed down to un-halter their horses, before the stars fill the night To stare at a fire, with meager a bite and a place to find shelter, and rest up for the fight They will drink in illusion, as the horses refresh, as they prance through deep waters, on the next summer's day They are thirsty for rest, wipe the sweat off their brows Will be back by the sunrise.....when they're back on the trail Keeping a watch, from the canyon below, But moving along, as the tumbleweeds roll . ________________________________________ Cowboys In The Badlands Contest: Sponsored By Isaiah Zerbst 9/20/14

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Out of the Badlands

Deep in the Badlands, are canyons that claim many a man, who rides without name He's hiding or runnin', from somethun' he's done Outcast, or outlaw....without any fame but keeping a lookout for someone to come A hawk circles low, on a brown afternoon, like a curious vagrant, in the land of the sun. On the trail in the Badlands, while the afternoon sighs, are two saddled horses, two men, and their packs. Cowpokes done riding, with the sun at their backs. with pall of white clouds driftin' over their heads, from a rift in the cottonwoods, that frame the canyon's ledge The riders have paused, under gunmetal skies, searching the canyon, for a place to bed down to un-halter their horses, before the stars fill the night To stare at a fire, with meager a bite and a place to find shelter, and rest up for the fight They will drink in illusion, as the horses refresh, as they prance through deep waters, on the next summer's day They are thirsty for rest, wipe the sweat off their brows Will be back by the sunrise.....when they're back on the trail Keeping a watch, from the canyon below, But moving along, as the tumbleweeds roll . ________________________________________ Cowboys In The Badlands Contest: Sponsored By Isaiah Zerbst 9/20/14