December 14, 2011
Saddle Tree
	Just a simple cowboy
Plain to see
I got myself some furniture
A brand new saddle tree
 
No good at rope`n
Not much good with Brahma`s
They dirty where you sit
Have to stick to horses
Well stick`n is the trick
 
The best will get a saddle
If not I`ll just get sawdust
When I hit the ground
The saddle smells the best
And it gives me another goround
 
Then they picked me that ole apaloosa
A sunfish`n sun of a gun
And I`m still chase`n that durn saddle
I`m jist an apaloosa bum
 
--John Crowley
    
    
    
		Plain to see
I got myself some furniture
A brand new saddle tree
No good at rope`n
Not much good with Brahma`s
They dirty where you sit
Have to stick to horses
Well stick`n is the trick
The best will get a saddle
If not I`ll just get sawdust
When I hit the ground
The saddle smells the best
And it gives me another goround
Then they picked me that ole apaloosa
A sunfish`n sun of a gun
And I`m still chase`n that durn saddle
I`m jist an apaloosa bum
--John Crowley
December 13, 2011
Thunder of the Butte
	The wind blew and the snow flew
And the driving wind stung
Your bare face with sleet and snow
Thunder Butte lost in fog of storm
 
The crack of splintering trees
Over the sound of these
Came the roar of avalanche
Rocks and snow and trees
 
Which direction where
When all is lost in white nightmare
Horses stumbling falling blind
Cowboys injured in a failing mind
 
Suddenly the sun appears
Just in time blazing through the white
A gift from God
Cattle fall into the trail for home
 
Now it`s Christmas time
No time to roam
Just a mile or so to go
Merry Christmas!
--John Crowley
    
    
    
And the driving wind stung
Your bare face with sleet and snow
Thunder Butte lost in fog of storm
The crack of splintering trees
Over the sound of these
Came the roar of avalanche
Rocks and snow and trees
Which direction where
When all is lost in white nightmare
Horses stumbling falling blind
Cowboys injured in a failing mind
Suddenly the sun appears
Just in time blazing through the white
A gift from God
Cattle fall into the trail for home
Now it`s Christmas time
No time to roam
Just a mile or so to go
Merry Christmas!
--John Crowley

