Yes, it’s just a bunch of hosses standin’ out there in the rain.
The reason they are doin’ it is easy to explain.
There is no shelter handy, so to travel ain’t no good;
And they wouldn’t go into a barn, not even if they could.
It is just a little weather, and they’re plenty used to that.
Like a cow boy in the open, livin’ onderneath his hat.
All the hosses and the people that has lived their life outside,
Seems to have a constitution that can take it on the hide.
Without a bit of thinkin’ I could tell you right from here,
Of hosses livin’ on the range as long as thirty year.
While the hosses that’s in stables, and was always roofed and fed,
Lots of them before they’re twenty, has been hauled off plenty dead.
So it seems the way with people, and it seems the way with stock,
And the cedar grows the toughest when it’s right amongst the rocks.
That’s why hosses, men, and women, if they’re made of proper stuff,
Gits along a whole lot better if they’re raised a little rough.
(Bruce Kiskaddon)
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