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Things Change

Now, I find it kind of funny how quickly things change Once was a time when everyone wanted a home on the range A place where they had room to stretch & grow Out where the cattle bawl & the west winds blow The city folk have all gone country or so they’d like to think Why, there are new houses going up faster than you can blink You remember that prime grazing lease? Take another look Its looking more & more like an architect’s pop-up book They come out here to escape all the big city worries & trouble They said they weren’t concerned if their commute doubled Now they are talking of bringing a super market in And an increase in crime spreads our deputies thin They thought that grazing cattle made a picture quite quaint Now those same cows holding up traffic is an oft heard complaint They throw out words like eco-friendly & enviromental plan then scrape the land as clean as momma’s griddle pan Yes, everybody wants a home out on the range And I am just a cowboy trying to reconcile the change I watch the valley whittled down into an urban scene and wish that I was back again in childhood fields of green (c) Februaury 2004

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