cowboys and good buckaroos,
where the grass was as tall as a high hosses belly,
and water ran clear and blue,
Yes, water ran clear and blue...
I was raised in a country we all knew as heaven,
as close as a man could be,
with mountains and grasses and horses and cattle,
as far as the eye could see,
As far as the eye could see...
I was raised in a country where a man kept his word,
and everyone knew it was true,
Where the shake of a hand was the way to do business,
that was the way that we knew,
I was raised in a country where everyone neighbored,
and helped when we needed a crew,
Where we'd all get together and help out in bad times,
that was the thing to do,
I was raised in a country with moose, elk and grizzly,
and maybe a rabbit or two,
Where the winters were cold and you ate lots of gravy,
biscuits and wild meat stew,
I was raised in a country that's going thru changes,
where folks are now heartless and cruel,
and it's sad to see everything going to hell,
because money and greed are the rule.....
© T. J. Casey
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