Charlie and Baby
I was working Keeneland we had horses to be sold.
I was in charge of setting up the day was starting to unfold
When I went to receive a horse from around the truck he came
This worn down beaten gentleman he said Charlie was his name
He had a little kitten he had found along the way
He asked if there was somewhere around the track that he could stay.
I said Stash your stuff in our tack room you are welcome here to stay
This man had road here in a trailer quite a journey from L.A.
He said he had a wife and kids but didn’t see them much
He went from sale to sale traveling and such
Everybody loved him he and Baby made our days
He had a quite soft speaking voice and easy going ways
But when the sale was over they had to go away
As he climbed into a trailer I stopped by there to say
Charlie you be careful as I shook his feeble hand
He said God has my back I’m sure you understand
So as I drove back to the farm I thought of Charlie all the way
I thanked the lord for sending him to be with us that day
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