Cowboys and Canyon Queens
Cowboys and Canyon Queens
I miss Oklahoma,
her boundless, rolling land,
the tallgrass hair
she twirls in her hand.
A paintbrush wildflower, with her arms red and tan.
Gather 'round you cowboys,
and all you canyon queens,
I'm going back the country,
to see what all this means
California's dreaming,
her desert under clouds
LA becomes a dancer
in a shroud.
Calls to me sweetly, but her traffic is too loud.
Gather 'round you cowboys,
and all you canyon queens,
I'm going back the country,
to see what all this means
Everywhere's on fire,
or under the sea,
the earth is shaking
down Tornado Alley,
and I'm often scared, home won't be there,
waiting for me.
Gather 'round you cowboys,
and all you canyon queens,
I'm going back the country,
to see what all this means
The long-worn ribbon
tying up our towns,
I'm always in the middle
when it comes unwound
If I was ever choking, you were there to cut me down
Gather 'round you cowboys,
and all you canyon queens,
I'm going back the country,
to see what all this means
The emeralds of your eyes,
the topaz of your skin,
and a diamond heart too hard,
to let me in.
the prairie birds rest upon the crown placed on your head.
Gather 'round you cowboys,
and all you canyon queens,
I'm going back the country,
to see what all this means
the Trinity is still now,
electric fences hum,
I'll never see I-35
be done,
and Corinth, you'll be singing a song to hush your son.
Gather 'round you cowboys,
and all you canyon queens,
life is for living,
and nothing's what it seems.
Writer/s: John Calvin Abney
