A few years ago, I had the absolute pleasure to meet one of the most extraordinary men I have ever crossed paths. Cowboy extraordinaire
is an understatement. Not only a revered boot maker, historian, philosopher, writer, horse trainer, actor, friend, musician...he is an amazing storyteller. Don gifted us his book, Strictly Western Cowboy Poetry, and with his permission, I am able to share his works. I sure do miss our Saturday mornings together.
I hope you enjoy as much as I do.
The photo was taken while at spring works in Mertzon, Texas with the Blanks Land & Cattle Co.
I Want ta' Be a Cowboy
D.C. Decker - Cowboy Word Painter
I want to be a cowboy,
and with the cowboys stand.
With leather chaps n' boots n' hats
and a lariat in my hand.
Right now I'm just a greenhorn
waitin' ta' learn the trade.
I want ta' be tough n' macho;
tough as rawhide n' tailor made.
I want ta' be a bronc buster
n' ride a buckin' horse.
I'll scratch em' in the shoulders,
with my silver spurs of course.
I'll rake em' up and down his side;
you bet I'll fan the breeze.
I'll ride my silver saddle
n' ride em' with great ease.
I want ta' be a cowboy
n' work in the big outside.
So I can ride in a cowherd,
n' cut one high n' wide.
On Friday night I'll get ta' town,
a cowboy? I'll make it slick!
At punchin' cows I know I'll shine.
But brother, I can't dance a lick.