The Old Cowboy
For every line on that cowboy's face
There's a story to be told
And it's sad to think
That you thought
He was just gettin' old.
Every crease was put there
By a lesson he had to learn
And you were wrong to assume
That it was from
Worry or concern.
Those are not lines of old age
But just squinting from the light
They're laugh lines
And smile lines
A face praying in the night.
You surely may have seen him
Lying face down in the dirt
Why, believe me,
He's just resting
He ain't really hurt.
Every line on that cowboy's face
If you could crawl inside
Would lead you to a story
Those are where
A million tales do hide.
But, when you look into his eyes
Those lines just fall bare
Look at him and honor
The wisdom
He has to share.
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| Courtesy of Dr. Larry Milham, Old Yella Dog Ranch and Cattle Co., VYA, Nevada |
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| Courtesy of Dr. Larry Milham, Old Yella Dog Ranch and Cattle Co., VYA, Nevada |
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| Courtesy of Dr. Larry Milham, Old Yella Dog Ranch and Cattle Co., VYA, Nevada |
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