The Thorington Ride
Upon a ridge I saw the riders coming hard
They were mostly out of towners
But i knew they would go far
They only rested for a moment
High up on that ledge
Beheld a setting majesty
As only could compare
The ranch lit up the shadows long
The riders all so tall
A scorching ball of fizzling light
Descending on the plain
Ma got on and showed them all
There’s really nothing to it
The lieutenant in his glory
It was not this way at all
Their lovely brat so proudly sat
Upon that prancing steed
You think she’d been there all along
A natural indeed
The food was fine and the people great
The company superb
As ever at the greatest place
Historic Reesor Ranch
www.reesorranch.com
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