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Merry Christmas Folks!!!

FrogAbroad

Full Member
Christmas Eve, Stuck at the Ranch

Christmas Eve mornin' an' I'm stuck way out here
Four hours from town an' holiday cheer.
Cuss my sorry luck! I'm the new hand, I know,
But still, it ain't fair the Boss said I can't go
Into town with the others to celebrate there.
While they're havin' fun, I'm stuck 'way out here.

Oh, I'm not plumb alone, the coosie came back
From town with supplies. Now he's in his shack
A'stirrin' up somethin' from out of a book.
He's not a bad fella for a cowboy camp cook,
But he's an old hand. Forty-seven next year!
Just too old to mind bein' stuck 'way out here.

Well, grumblin' won't make the day any more fun
An' I've got a full day of chores to get done.
First feed the stock then break up the ice
That froze in th' troughs an’ the buckets last night.
My pards drink hot cider an’ sing "Deck the Halls"
While I'm stuck 'way out here muckin' the stalls.

Oh, I knew what I's doin', signin' on as a hand,
A cowpuncher's life, it ain't always grand.
You ride early 'til late mos' ever durned day,
Work hot, tired an’ dirty. You sure earn your pay!
You feel ev'ry emotion, joy, anger an' fear.
They're part of the job when you live 'way out here.

That old round pen gate is creakin' an' draggin',
Another half-hour an' I'll quit it from saggin'.
I scoop grain for the hosses from out of a sack,
Then traipse back to the stable to mend some old tack.
How long has it been? I guess nearly a year
I signed on to cowboy an' live 'way out here.

The stable's all quiet, an' I start reminiscin'
'Bout all of the good things I think I've been missin'.
But after a spell feelin' sorry for me
My thoughts turn to all of them things I'd not see,
Like a just-borned new foal, or that big herd of deer,
If I lived in town an' not 'way out here.

My hoss stamps his foot. I stand...stretch...an’ then
I give him a carrot from out of the bin.
I glance out the window at the sun's fadin' glow
An' think of a stable twenty centuries ago.
A new ma an’ pa, an’ a Babe lyin' there.
They tell He left heaven to live 'way down here.

Why, the cowboy church preacher said that He did
As he told us a story I'd heard as a kid,
Of a king who was born just as common as me.
Who followed a trail that led to a tree,
An' now sits by the Father, in heaven somewhere,
To give life forever to sinners down here.

Christmas Eve in a stable, guess there's no better place
To think about life, an’ God's lovin' grace.
An' then I feel growin' a glow in my chest
As it dawns on me just how much I've been blessed
To be warmed by His sun an’ to breathe His clean air
He don't make for the city...but for just 'way out here.

While my pards take in the sights of the town
I've got all of Creation, if I just look around.
They're eatin' stuffed turkey an’ pie with ice cream,
But I've got Coosie's biscuits an’ bacon an’ beans.
I add up my blessin's an’ feel downright cheered.
Maybe life ain't so bad after all 'way out here.




©H R Chafin, 2013, 2015
 

Brog

Full Member
Merry Christmas!

Curious, did anyone get a car parked outside with a big bow?

(JW if this ever happens)

Well, it happens on TV about every six minutes. Sure get sick of those commercials. Like the one where the girl gets the gift of a dog that has run through deep snow sixty feet or so and she picks it up and there's not a drop of snow on it.
 

Salfrog

Tier 1
Merry Christmas to all of the Frog family! Wishing everyone here is safe & with there loved ones. Take some time to remember loved ones that are no longer with us, and give the living ones an extra long hug.

Love you all no matter how much we complain & bicker at each other. One thing is for sure, we are very passionate about our Frogs!
 
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