Lightening Stallion

Johnney Ringo a hard man a cowboy a clute Leads Stallion and mares to the valley and bute This white rearing beauty looms large on two legs Call on a price who sells or who begs Sweep down to the range between those two hills The sage and scallion the lead horses fills With dust cloud a trailing my eyes will blot out The Stallion leads them a neigh and a shout Circling round and a stamping of mare The frenzied alure and the cowboys a scare Calmness descends and the bust bowl is clean The night air a twitching the crickets are mean Saddle on ear and a belly of beans pork from a can and the coffees a dream Star light and shooting away to the east a coyote calling for famine or feast. A sleep by the night not a groan to be heard A crack of the light from that thunderous bird The horses stampede over dinner and plate Grab all your stuff and run down to the gate The cowboy a chase to corral once again The blunder the bus and the saddle a bend It's hard and its tough a work load to bare He'd rather write this and just sit in my chair.