The Perils of Jake
I'll tell you a tale when Texas was young
When women were scarce and horse thieves were hung.
His name was Jake and he was six feet nine -
Rode down from Kansas with rustlin' in mind
Re-branded some Longhorns, all he could see
Sun was still up when he hung from a tree
He was a big man, he's in a big hole
"God bless Texas and damn this rustler's soul"
3-11-19
Contest:March 19 Eight Lines Max
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2019
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