TWO LITTLE GIRLS FROM TEXAS, A LITTLE BIT WILD SOME SAY I CAN STILL RECALL THAT SUMMER AS THOUGH IT WERE JUST YESTERDAY SO MUCH MORE THAN JUST A COUPLE OF KIDS WHO RAISED A LOT OF HELL KINDRED SPIRITS, RIDING BUDDIES AND THE BEST OF FRIENDS AS WELL HOLES IN OUR JEANS, OLD COWBOY BOOTS AND HATS THAT DIDN'T FIT YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO RUN BARRELS AND I TAUGHT YOU HOW TO SPIT ME ON THAT PINTO PONY AND YOU ON YOUR BUCKSKIN MARE WE WERE OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW BETTER BUT FAR TOO YOUNG TO CARE YOU, MY FRIEND WERE A PART OF ME YOU SHARED MY HOPES, MY DREAMS, MY FEARS AND WHEN IT CAME TO LETTIN' GO, YOU ALSO SHARED MY TEARS I ALWAYS THOUGHT TEXAS WAS HEAVEN CAUSE YOU WERE HERE WITH ME WE THOUGHT WE WERE TOUGH BUT NOT QUITE ENOUGH TO HANDLE WHAT WAS YET TO BE MAMA SAID ACCIDENTS HAPPEN SOMETIMES WITHOUT REASON OR RHYME I PRAYED TO GOD RIGHT THEN AND THERE TO LET ME STOP ALL TIME WE WERE ONLY TWELVE YEARS OLD, I WASN'T READY TO LET YOU GO YOUR BUCKSKIN MARE WAS STANDING THERE WITH HER HEAD HUNG WAY TOO LOW "PROMISE ME YOU'LL KEEP HER", YOU HAD SAID TO ME THAT DAY I TRIED NOT TO CRY AS YOU SAID GOODBYE I HELD YOUR HAND WHILE YOU SLIPPED AWAY
MANY YEARS HAVE COME AND GONE SINCE I PUT THAT MARE TO SLEEP BUT I NEVER MAKE A PROMISE THAT I DON'T INTEND TO KEEP WHEN I LOOK OUT IN THE PASTURE, OUT WHERE THE HORSES PLAY I THINK OF YOU MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND AND I WONDER WHAT YOU WOULD SAY I KNOW IF TEXAS WERE HEAVEN, YOU WOULD BE OUT THERE RIDING AS YOU DID BACK THEN ON THE SON OF THAT BUCKSKIN MARE TWO LITTLE GIRLS FROM TEXAS BUT I'M THE MAMA NOW AS I WATCH THEM PLAY ON A SUMMER DAY IT TAKES ME BACK SOMEHOW WOULD YOU RECALL THAT SUMMER AS I DO SO NOW AND THEN? WOULD YOU TAKE ME BACK TO CHILDHOOD DAYS TO RIDE THOSE TRAILS AGAIN? THOUGH THE HANDS THAT HELD THOSE REINS BACK THEN ARE NOW OLD BEYOND THEIR YEARS AND THE EYES THAT WATCHED YOU SLIP AWAY ARE NOW WEATHERED FROM THE TEARS MY MIND STILL ECHOES LAUGHTER, MY HEART STILL LONGS TO PLAY AND MY LOVE FOR YOU, MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND GROWS STRONGER EVERY DAY KNOW THAT I STILL REMEMBER YOU AND ALL THE THINGS THAT WE HAD DONE KNOW THAT IN MY MEMORY YOU WILL REMAIN FOREVER YOUNG. COPYRIGHT 1996
NORTH OF THE BORDER THERE LIVED A HORSE NOW I SWEAR THIS STORY IS TRUE ITS BEEN A HUNDRED YEARS OR SO SINCE SHE DIED AT AGE 32 (OR WAS IT 33?) ANY WAY SHE WAS BORN TO A RANCHER WHO HAD A YOUNG SON BACK IN 1879 SHE SHOWED UP AT THE RANCH AS A FOAL ONE SPRING BOTH MAMA AND BABY WERE FINE FOR IN THOSE DAYS THEY DIDN'T WAIT CAMPED OUT IN THE BARN ALL NIGHT WITH FANCY GADGETS AND A TELEPHONE TO MAKE SURE EVERYTHING WAS ALL RIGHT THEY TURNED THEIR HORSES OUT EVERY FALL AND LET NATURE TAKE ITS COURSE THE WINTERS WERE TOUGH, THEY HAD BARELY ENOUGH TO FEED THEMSELVES MUCH LESS EVERY HORSE COME SPRING, THEY'D GO OUT AND ROUND 'EM ALL UP AND BRING 'EM BACK TO THE PEN THEY'D BRAND 'EM AND BATHE 'EM AND FATTEN 'EM UP (BOY THINGS HAVE CHANGED SINCE THEN!) THEY WERE SOLD AT AUCTION OR BROKE TO RIDE BUT THIS PARTICULAR ONE A SORREL FILLY WITH A NICE WHITE BLAZE WAS PROMISED TO THE RANCHERS SON
SO HE TOOK THE FILLY AS HIS OWN, THIS ONE, THEY WOULDN'T SELL WHILE PLAYING ONE DAY, SHE GOT AWAY AND FELL INTO A WELL THE RANCHER, HE WANTED TO PUT HER DOWN, HER BACK WAS BROKE, YOU SEE BUT THE BOY HE BEGGED AND PLEADED, "DADDY, YOU GAVE THAT HORSE TO ME!" NOW REMEMBER SHE LIVED A GOOD MANY YEARS EVEN AFTER ALL THAT THEY NAMED HER HUMPY FOR SHE LOOKED LIKE A CAMEL WITH AS MANY LIVES AS A CAT ONE YEAR, THE RANCHER, WHILE WORKING HIS HERD FOUND HER DOWN AND UNABLE TO RISE SO HE SHOT HER IN THE HEAD AND LEFT HER FOR DEAD BUT MUCH TO HIS SURPRISE THE FOLLOWING SPRING, SHE SHOWED UP AT THE RANCH STILL UNABLE TO RIDE BUT SHE WAS ALIVE AND KICKIN' WITH A BEAUTIFUL FOAL AT HER SIDE A FEW YEARS LATER SHE WENT DOWN AGAIN THIS TIME HE WOULD MAKE SURE SHE WAS DEAD SO HE WENT TO THE BARN AND GOT AN AXE... SEVERAL BLOWS TO THE HEAD HE EXPLAINED TO HIS SON WHAT HAD HAPPENED HE TOLD HIM "ENOUGH WAS ENOUGH!" THE BOY JUST SMILED, HE KNEW SHE WASN'T DEAD THAT MARE WAS WAY TOO TOUGH!
HE WAITED ALL WINTER AND WHEN SPRING FINALLY CAME HE TOLD HIS DADDY HE WANTED TO GO AND SURE ENOUGH THE BOY WAS RIGHT! THERE WAS HUMPY WITH A BABY IN TOW SHE DIDN'T GO DOWN IN HISTORY WITH WIMPY, LEO AND KING THERE WAS NEVER A STATUE BUILT IN HER HONOR BUT THAT DOESNT PROVE A THING YOU WON'T FIND HER NAME IN THE HALL OF FAME WITH THE LEGENDS OF THE BREED BUT I WOULD SELL MY SOUL JUST TO OWN A FOAL OF THE GREATEST LEGEND INDEED AFTER 33 YEARS AND 31 FOALS AND A HEADACHE THAT WOULD MAKE ANY ONE NAUSEOUS AFTER A BROKEN BACK, A BULLET AND AN AXE HUMPY DIED OF NATURAL CAUSES! COPYRIGHT 1999