Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Rawhide

Rawhide
Frankie Lane

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin',

Though the streams are swollen,

Keep them dogies rollin', rawhide.

Through rain and wind and weather,

Hell bent for leather,

Wishin' my gal was by my side.

All the things I'm missin',

Good vittles, love, and kissin',

Are waiting at the end of my ride.


Move 'em out, head 'em up,

Head 'em up, move 'em on.

Move 'em out, head 'em up:

Rawhide.

Cut 'em out, ride 'em in,

Ride 'em in, cut 'em out,

Cut 'em out, ride 'em in:

Rawhide!

Hah! Hah!


Movin', movin', movin',

Though they're disapprovin',

Keep them dogies movin', rawhide.

Don't try to understand 'em,

Just rope an' throw an' brand 'em.

Soon we'll be living high and wide.

My heart's calculatin',

My true love will be waitin':

Waitin' at the end of my ride.


Move 'em out, head 'em up,

Head 'em up, move 'em on.

Move 'em out, head 'em up:

Rawhide.

Cut 'em out, ride 'em in,

Ride 'em in, cut 'em out,

Cut 'em out, ride 'em in:

Rawhide!


It has just been one of those days: This kid goes here, that kid goes there, get Kid #2, go there, get Kid #1, go to place #4, bring snacks and games. They're only 9 and 11. And there are still 29 more days until the start of school. So as I continue with our summer plans, "
Will my true love be waitin', waitin' at the end of my ride?"





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