When I was a kid the snow would drift high on the barn Before daylight broke, I'd be out with a bucket on my arm And the cattle would walk through the dark and the cold With steam in their breaths and ice on their coats The snow beneath my boots would glitter and squeak Over the bones of the buffalo buried so deep Montana My father gave me...Learn More

There was a boy in Arkansas who wouldn't listen to his ma When she told him that he should go to school He'd sneak away in the afternoon, take a little walk and pretty soon You'd find him at the local auction barn Well he'd stand and listen carefully then pretty soon he began to see How the auctioneer could talk so rapidly He said, "Oh my it's do...Learn More

My name is Juan Medina A vaquero once was I Now I live in the air above the pepper trees Where are all the cattle, that belonged to Captain Dana They're blown away like ashes in the California breeze And once I rode the foothills And I swung a long reata I worked the hide and tallow trade in the land I loved I rode in wooden stirrups And the dust...Learn More