My Sweetheart Waits Back Home
The prairie winds, they whisper low, As I ride beneath the sun’s warm glow. My hearts a saddle, worn and dear, For my sweetheart waits, my longing near. Through canyons…
The Fence Between Us
On dusty trails where silence breathes, The sun sets low beyond the trees. A weathered fence divides our lands, Yet binds our hearts, though time slips sands. With each soft…
Alone on the Open Range
Beneath a sky where wild winds stray, The horses breath mist in the early gray. A lonesome rider, his heart full of dreams, Finds solace where the prairie gleams. With…
Through the Eye of the Storm
Through the gray skies, thunders call, A tempest brews, heavy and tall. With grit in his heart, the cowboy spurs, To brave the wild, where fear oft stirs. Lightning dances…
Riding the Dusty Path
Beneath the sun, the dusty trail lies, With swirls of earth that dance and rise. My horse and I, through sagebrush roam, In every beat, we find our home. The…
At the Trail’s End
At the trails end, where the rivers bend, A lone rider pauses, his journey to mend. With dust on his boots and stars in his sight, He dreams of the…
The Long Drive West
With dust in air, the cattle low, On trails well-worn, through winds that blow. A hundred miles to mountains high, The cowboy forges, beneath the sky. The sun beats down…
Boomtowns and Broken Dreams
In dusty streets where fortune calls, With unshod hooves and raucous brawls. Gold dreams unwind in a gamblers hand, While hopes like tumbleweeds drift through the land. The saloon doors…
Ghost Trails of the Pioneers
Beneath the whisper of the pines, Where historys echoes softly twine, The ghost trails wind through sagebrush bare, With secrets held in the thin, still air. Brave souls once rode…
Wild Mustangs on the Horizon
On golden plains where wild grass sways, The mustangs thunder, a storm that plays. Their manes like fire, their spirits bold, They dance with freedom, a sight to behold. Through…