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"Poncho" |
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| Everyone knew Duke and Poncho, They were known throughout the west, All the top hands rode them They simply were the best. Every kid in our country Who wanted to jump at steers, They got to start out on old Poncho He always let you down at the ears. Aubrey was a great hazer But, he came to an untimely end. Hazing for C.R. Boucher His closet and dearest friend. They had left old Poncho at home Just trying to give him a rest. Aubrey was riding a young horse, When a steer ran under his chest. I always thought if he'd been on Poncho When he went to haze that steer, That wreck could never have happened, To this day, he'd still be here. It's funny how I remember one horse Out of the thousands that came my way. I'm sure I've seen one better. But, at the moment I cannot say. The thought that usually enters my mind, When I look at a really good horse; He's almost as good as old Poncho And "almost" is the key word, or course. -Lee Jones |
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