big orange wrote:Ian Tyson: Four Strong Winds
"One day I was ridin' in the beautiful land
And ran smack into an Indian band
They jerked their knives with a whoop and a yell
But I rode away like a bat out of hell"
'never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud'
Just heard that one on Calgary's best classic country station (am1060)
'his toes were pointed inward from a-hangin' on a horse
he was an old philosopher of course
he was so thin I swear you could have used him for a whip
he had to drink a beer to keep his britches on his hips...
mike