“Long In The Tooth” By Jim Calkins
I see ya standing there,
watching me break this colt.
I know you’re just a waitin’ an a hope’n that he’ll bolt. Don’t hold it against us, There’s nothing we can do. We both know you’ve been getting’ a bit long in the tooth. When I look in your brown eyes, I can see that your blue. Don’t cry my friend, I feel it too! I heard it once said that, Cowboys don’t cry. I’m telling ya Hoss, that there’s lie. Don’t be so sad, you’ll always be number one. Remember the good times and all of the fun. Boy let me tell ya, have we chased some steers! Remember that when you start with those tears. For all of those Buckles, they belong to you. I was just a passenger, you seen it through. Those trail rides Boy, did we got’em done. Just think of those miles and all of that fun. We’ve done it all, Oh Yeah! You and I. And I ain’t even thinking of saying goodbye! Ya see, I’m a need’n your help, this colt needs some schooling. I tried it myself, but who am I fooling. At those rop’in pens, when you’re a taken a rest. Do me a favor; teach him your best. So lets keep pony’in him out and gett’in it done. There is still plenty of time, for lots more fun. So I’m asking ya Doc, to give me a hand. ‘N maken this colt, the second best horse in the land.
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