Sam's Last Indiscretion
I saw her comin', guitar a hummin,
An' a smile on her face lit up the night
I said,"My you're pretty, but this ain't the city -
You're ridin' alone an' travellin' light."
She said,"That I am an' his name was Sam,
An' I caught him with some red haired floozie.
Gave his keys a toss an' forgot the loss -
Went to the bar an' had me a doozie."
Well I liked that tale an' since I'm a male
I offered to help however I could.
She laughed real low, said, "Wherever I go
I can always find some cowboy who would."
She smiled,"No thanks",then slapped the pony's flanks
As she rode off into the pitch black night.
I sat on my hoss and pondered this loss,
An' wondered at her travellin' so light.
Out of the dark came a dog with a bark,
An' a sheriff with a frown on his face.
Said he'd come far for a gal an' guitar
For she'd shot old Sam in a mortal place.
Well,I said,"No, - I didn't see her go."
An' was thankful she hadn't stayed the night.
He had no clue what that woman could do
While playin' guitar an' travellin' light.
9/19/2017
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2017
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