The blizzards and the cold of the North take their toll
In the regions that lie farther south.
You will see cattle die when the water runs dry
And the grass shrivels up in the drouth.
When they figger the cost of the cattle they lost,
The balance is on the wrong side.
There is so many head they can tally as dead
And not even the price of a hide.
This little calf stands on the burnin’ hot sand
And he knows he has come to the worst.
He is left on his own and he can’t live along;
He must die off of hunger and thirst.
It is cruel and sad and it surely looks bad,
To see cattle suffer that way.
And it ain’t any joke when an owner goes broke
With a mortgage he never can pay.
When you go any place there is drawbacks to face,
In every direction you look.
But the cows don’t know why they must lay down and die
For the chances someone else took.
(Bruce Kiskaddon)
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