|Prickly Pears - click|
you could tell he knew just from the tobacco juice on his chin;
bunch of old critters and some poisonous snakes is it,
why they ain't even no water, it's so dry a man can't spit.
There ain't a lot of company in there, it's just you,
not even a place where a man can buy chew;
so go in there with them snakes and horned frogs if you will,
at least when it's bedtime it's quiet and still.
Well this is my hand at pure fiction today,
it's good this old geezer didn't have much to say;
try something different, some different style,
or just go back to my old ways, after a while.
|The Santa Elena Canyon - click|
|Pine Canyon Falls - click|
|Sundown in this West Texas Park|