It's been another long day
in the saddle, and
my back and my butt
both hurt.
Cattle millin' and
dust a'rising,
ropin' and draggin' and brandin'
make a long day's work.
So the campfire looks good,
with coffee bubblin' away,
and the food, and my blanket
are a'callin' to me.
But when I lie down,
before I close my eyes,
I long for home fires,
and my bed, and you.
Scarlett Treat
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