by T.C. Kenyon

Created on: October 20, 2010

Yellow stripes and solid whites

Is all that the cowboy could see

No moon in the sky no oncoming lights

As he thought how to pay his next fees

No cash in his pocket no fuel in his truck

This young cowboy is down on his luck

He bucked off last weekend

Missed his markout tonight

As on this feller goes

He's about to give up the fight

His girlfriend just left him

His right binding broke

He's down on his luck

And 'bout up in smoke

3 cents on the dashboard

Was all he could find

He looked over to his dog

And said 'boy we're in a bind'

Though most men would quit

Our boy will proceed

'CUz he has what every man needs

A good dog

An old saddle

A big heart

And strong faith

As he follows Gods way

He knows gods watching out for him

At the end of each day

Learn more about this author, T.C. Kenyon.
Click here to send this author comments or questions.