Here's to the ones who came before us.
The ones that taught our daddies to rope and ride the rough off rank ones.
Cowboys that saw the West in its raw.
The ones who wore six-guns in their belts.
Here's to Tom and Bill, the vaqueros and their canny knowledge of the horse.
The ones that took in the rook and taught him the ways.
The ones that took me in and taught me the ways when I was just a rook.
Here's to the ones who never thought they were as handy as they could be.
The ones who were always green in their own minds and wisdom hungry.
To the ones who never quit.
The ones that cried and bled and sweat.
Here's to the ones that held the baby's hand.
The ones who made careful that their honey's horse was broke.
The ones that wouldn't let the child encounter harm.
Here's to the legends that set the standard for the cowboy.
The legends with soft eyes and gentle spirits.
The ones who gave us a respectable reputation to uphold.
And last of all, here's to the horses.
The buckers, the gentle giants, the sneaky, canny souls and the ones who stole and hold our hearts. Here's to the ones who came before us.
Luvs, Gussie Lou