Gal From Tucumcari

Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: Gal from Tucumcari Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: April/2017 The next woman I marry will be a Gal from Tucumcari. she'll be tougher than a desert Tree Cholla Wilder than a New Mexico tumble weed - Why sonny boy!...She can even rope a steer, and bring it down to it's knees. She's adventurous indeed that gal I marry from Tucumcari - She'll know how to fix those country vittles - biscuits, grits, with gravy - as she sips on a cup of her favorite joe.... that gal I marry from Tucumcari - When I see her come riding pass my place off Route 66, I'll know it's her - passing my door. She'll be driving in an old pickup filled with hay, as she goes pass the sagebrush. She'll be wearing old worn out dungarees, with a scarf around her neck, and spurs on her boots - Sonny boy, I'm here to tell ya Gods, gonna send her to me.... That gal I marry from Tucumcari - She breaks wild horses to set them free - she's rough and tough with a whole lot of moxie She's the woman I'm gonna marry from Tucumcari - Copyright (c)., Ken Jordan 2017