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142 SONGS OF THE COWBOYS |
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And they '11 gallop back to the old home shack in the
life that is new and strange — The rider bold and the girl of gold, the queen of the
cattle range.
Hi-lo! Hi-lay!
For the work is play When love's in the cowboy's eyes,
When his heart is light
As the clouds of white That swim in the summer skies;
And his jolly song
Speeds the hours along As he thinks of the little gal
With the golden hair
Who'll be waiting there At the gate of the home corral.
SPECKLES
By N. Howard Thorp
This song was written in 1906 at Palma, New Mexico, my old ranch. J gave the contract to print my first little book, entitled "Songs of the Cowboys" to Mr. P. A. Speckman, News Print Shop, Estancia, NewMexico, who printed it in 1908.
He was little en peaked en thin, en narry a no-account horse —
Least that's the way you'd describe him in case that the beast had been lost —
But for single and double cussedness en double center-fired sin
The horse never come out o' Texas that was halfway knee-high to him. |
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