Cowboy Poetry Gathering

November 20 and 21, 2009

We had another great event - thanks to all of the talented performers and supporters. Check back for a slideshow and more details!

Dry Goods

Guess I'm just a cowboy,
The way I want to be,
Ridin', driftin', working cows,
An' trying to stay free.

But some that I'm related to,
Wanted me to settle down,
Figured I could get a job,
Spend my days in town.

Granddad ran a packin' plant,
Figured I'd make a hand,
Cuttin' beef, waitin' trade,
That he'd understand.

Have to say, it wasn't bad,
But not my kind of life,
Figured his next plans for me,
Would be to take a wife.

My maiden aunts was another thing,
They had a business too,
They didn't like my wild ways,
Aimed to see what they could do.

Said they knew a lot of men,
Made a livin' in their way,
If I'd give it half a chance,
I'd like it and would stay.

I knew what they had in mind,
The truth, I do declare,
Picture me in a store,
Selling ladies, underwear.

- Tom Sharpe