Riding In Front Of The North Wind

Riding In Front Of The North Wind

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Riding In Front Of The North Wind

In the chill of the morning there rides an old man
With a glint in his eye and the reins in his hand
And he sings of new days when the old days are gone
Calling, where is my cowgirl and cowboy, my son

They were riding for pleasure cross prairie and streams
They’re now riding with sorrow while roving for dreams
Just riding for fortune on a new foreign trail
Riding in front of the north wind through rain and hail

The old ranch woman pedals the worn sewing wheel
Thinks of the rocking cradles where she fed them meals
And she hums to herself as the sewing wheel spins
An old ranch woman’s song in front of the north wind

They were riding for pleasure cross prairie and streams
They’re now riding with sorrow while roving for dreams
Just riding for fortune on a new foreign trail
Riding in front of the north wind through rain and hail

A young cowgirl once scattered corn seed on the land
But the north wind took some of the seed from her hand
Now others will harvest what the ranch used to grow
Riding in front of the north wind where ‘ere it blows

They were riding for pleasure cross prairie and streams
They’re now riding with sorrow while roving for dreams
Just riding for fortune on a new foreign trail
Riding in front of the north wind through rain and hail

A young cowboy once herded the cattle at dawn
But the north wind called and soon one day he was gone
And now there are no others to brand the longhorns
The ranch is vacant and the north wind sounds forlorn

They were riding for pleasure cross prairie and streams
They’re now riding with sorrow while roving for dreams
Just riding for fortune on a new foreign trail
Riding in front of the north wind through rain and hail

In the chill of the morning there rides an old man
With a glint in his eye and the reins in his hand
And he sings of new days when the old days are gone
Calling, where is my cowgirl and cowboy, my son



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billwhite51's picture

ths reads like an elizabethan ballad set in the old west. wonderful work.