Thanks
It was at the National Finals Rodeo
The year was 1967, the place OKC
I had just turned three &
was excited as could be
to be behind the chutes watching
a ride that could make history
Freckles Brown was the cowboy
loaded up in chute two
Tornado was the bull he'd drawn
a meaner ride he'd never face
and when they threw the gate
a tremendous roar filled the place
when that blessed buzzer sounded
and they announced his score
Freckles stood as World Champion
out on that arena floor
Every little buckaroo who watched
Freckle's & Tornado fight
went home and rode the legs
off momma's kitchen chairs
that sweet December night
Me, I swaggered round
the back chutes & told
everyone who'd listen
That one day I'd ride like
the great Freckles Brown
In momma's eye, was that
a tear that glistened?
For I'd said before
that I'd ride one day
Did she think that I was fool'n?
Heck I might not be four yet
but I knew it was
something worth doing
So I tip my hat to Freckles Brown
and the rest of
The old timers, too
for they laid the path
that I ride now
and taught us all
a thing or two
Copyright © Catherine Devine | Year Posted 2005
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