Bunkhouse Blues

(альбом: Cold Dog Soup - 1999)

At the Broken Heart Ranch
You can always get work
As a cowfool
There's feelin's to wrangle
Loose ends to untangle and tie

Sun up to sundown
Riding herd on old memories
Sundown to sun up
Singing the bunkhouse blues

There's a lone bawling calf
Lost in a little box canyon
Got no companion
Lord, don't I know how he feels

Up there on the canyon rim
Blows a cold coyote wind
Buzzards grinning down at him
I'm singing the bunkhouse blues

At the Broken Heart Ranch
Saturday night sure gets lonesome
I long for the lights
And the comfort of someone in town

Playing cards and killing time
Somebody stole my pigging line
this ain't no nursery rhyme
I'm talking the bunkhouse blues