The Last Roundup
The sun was coming up in beautiful array,
Looked like it was wonderful day.
We tightened our cinches, ready to ride.
Oden stepped on his young pony with a heart full of pride.
Oden in the lead, then we all scattered out
To start gathering cattle and shipping them out.
We were all so happy, having lots of fun,
Never thinking about losing one of our Native Sons.
We were coming in with the last of the herd.
We had a good ride, we were all feeling good.
Then I seen Oden and Frank, they were riding real fast
After a bunch-quitter, he was burning...