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The Laptop Cowboy
The Laptop Cowboy I got four hundred white face cows, A breed that I swear by. A herd of Mustangs to be rode, New laptop standin' by. I keep it in my saddlebag Or on the pickup seat. I'm learnin' how to run my ranch With schedules and spread sheets. There's more to ranchin' than it seems, I've read about it all. The laptop's 'spose to sort it out, I'll soon be standin' tall. But just right now my hands are full, My windmill's pumpin' air. A newborn calf's stuck in the mud There ain't no help nowhere. The main house gate's come off its hinge, A coyote's lurkin' near. He's after chickens that's for shore. He'll get 'em too, I fear. My water tank up north's run dry, I'll have to move the herd. Soon as I fix that busted fence, The whole dang thing's absurd. The hay's run short in this dry year, Them cows are lookin' lean. Our feed store bill is gettin' high, The owner's lookin' mean. The weather channel says "Good Luck!" "You ain't seen nothin' yet. It's hot and dry from here on in, Don't do no good to fret " My foreman's on a binge somewhere, There ain't no way to tell. Next week I'll turn that laptop on, And then I'll give 'em hell !
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