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The way he was ...
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I believe some people are placed on the earth only for a short while...
Some people stand out among a crowd; some people's smile stay in your mind forever; some people were never meant to be here for long; some people's face are always with us ... Such was the case of a man whom I considered a giant; stood as high as an oak tree! His face was of a kind-strong man; his life was lived quickly as if he knew his time was short; therefore he gave it 100% all the time. His laughter, his songs, his guitar playing, his poem reading were indicative of the man he was. The most attractive feature was his work code...Never one to give up, never one to falter, never one to turn around, never one to ignore the plea .. A man I call a giant! A man I called for a brief period of time "My Dad" His life, his family, his love will be in my mind no matter the crowd or the time!
One of his favorite singers-song Jackson ♪♪
Cowboys 'n Poetry
Cowboys 'n Poetry! Who'd'a thunk that you could ever mix 'em!
The way they talk, all drawley-like, you'd think their words'd trix 'em!
Roundin' up stray metaphors, to corral with wild c'ntractions
Makes the Cowboy's lang-u-age some kinda Wild West Attraction.
Jumpin' on a buckin' proverb and ridin' to the end,
Can make the baddest English-buster come up short of wind.
So take a deep seat, give your nod, and mark them phrases out!
Talkin' like you know your stuff, is what it's all about!
Y'know, Cowboys ain't just reg'lar, they be a special breed.
To make the word or phrase that says it, is to them a special deed.
Y'see, a buck-rein ain't a buck-rein, unless there's only one,
And a Hooey's just a half-hitch that says the tyin's done.
There ain't no dogs in 'Doggin', and the bendin' poles don't bend,
And the cuts that cuttin' horses make, ain't the kind you need to mend.
Now, when you cut a bull or stud-horse, that ain't what you get back,
And if a saddle's just a saddle, then what the heck's a KACK?
If ropes are just for ropin', why lasso, or lariat?
Is it tyin' fast or dallyin' that makes 'em win the set?
They 'dog the steers, and ride the bulls, and jerk the flank-strap tight.
They resin the riggin' then lift up a hand, just to make it seem a fair fight.
A cowboy's a cowboy his entire life, though cattleman he may become,
And, boy-like, keeps his countrified speech, even if they think he's dumb.
So, ride the wild sentence, young cowboy, and ear down a word picture, too.
If you didn't talk funny, and massacree words, we couldn't be sure it was YOU!
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The way he was ...
...
I believe some people are placed on the earth only for a short while...
Some people stand out among a crowd; some people's smile stay in your mind forever; some people were never meant to be here for long; some people's face are always with us ... Such was the case of a man whom I considered a giant; stood as high as an oak tree! His face was of a kind-strong man; his life was lived quickly as if he knew his time was short; therefore he gave it 100% all the time. His laughter, his songs, his guitar playing, his poem reading were indicative of the man he was. The most attractive feature was his work code...Never one to give up, never one to falter, never one to turn around, never one to ignore the plea .. A man I call a giant! A man I called for a brief period of time "My Dad" His life, his family, his love will be in my mind no matter the crowd or the time!
One of his favorite singers-song Jackson ♪♪
Cowboys 'n Poetry
Cowboys 'n Poetry! Who'd'a thunk that you could ever mix 'em!
The way they talk, all drawley-like, you'd think their words'd trix 'em!
Roundin' up stray metaphors, to corral with wild c'ntractions
Makes the Cowboy's lang-u-age some kinda Wild West Attraction.
Jumpin' on a buckin' proverb and ridin' to the end,
Can make the baddest English-buster come up short of wind.
So take a deep seat, give your nod, and mark them phrases out!
Talkin' like you know your stuff, is what it's all about!
Y'know, Cowboys ain't just reg'lar, they be a special breed.
To make the word or phrase that says it, is to them a special deed.
Y'see, a buck-rein ain't a buck-rein, unless there's only one,
And a Hooey's just a half-hitch that says the tyin's done.
There ain't no dogs in 'Doggin', and the bendin' poles don't bend,
And the cuts that cuttin' horses make, ain't the kind you need to mend.
Now, when you cut a bull or stud-horse, that ain't what you get back,
And if a saddle's just a saddle, then what the heck's a KACK?
If ropes are just for ropin', why lasso, or lariat?
Is it tyin' fast or dallyin' that makes 'em win the set?
They 'dog the steers, and ride the bulls, and jerk the flank-strap tight.
They resin the riggin' then lift up a hand, just to make it seem a fair fight.
A cowboy's a cowboy his entire life, though cattleman he may become,
And, boy-like, keeps his countrified speech, even if they think he's dumb.
So, ride the wild sentence, young cowboy, and ear down a word picture, too.
If you didn't talk funny, and massacree words, we couldn't be sure it was YOU!
.