Tom Blasingame Testo

Eighty-five years in the saddle
Seen eighty-five years
Through a cow horse❝s ears
Whilst❝ a chasing the wild bovine

So you thought they❝re all gone
There❝s still one a-hangin❝ on
Tied hard and fast to the memories
Might near the only one
Could tell us how she got done
Whilst❝ a chasing the wild bovine

There❝s ten million cattle
On ten thousand hills
Guess no man can ride for ❝em all
Still Tom lopes along
Through the rocks and the rills
Following the ❝ol cattle call

The Cross S❝s
The Five L❝s
The big Double O❝s
The Matadors in Texas
And God only knows
What a wonderful life
What a wonderful game
Hair on ya Tom Blasingame

Now Tom he says that a man❝s true joy
Is in work that he likes to do
So if I understand
Tom❝s the right joyous man
Tom here❝s a-lookin❝ at you