Letting Go in the Dawnlight

 

Let go, Tom, let your saddle and bridle go.

Let go, Tom, of all the men and women you were.

Let go, Tom, of who we all were together,

Carousing, drinking, telling lies, and funny stories,

Turn your best horses out to pasture, Tom.

See those blue mountain ranges lying in the dawnlight.

They’re where we all began and where we all will go.

Let go of the Animas Mountains, Tom.

Let go of Indian Canyon, let go of the old Adobe Camp.

Let go of the Godfrey, let go of the Lynch.

All of your friends are waiting there,

By those blue mountain ranges, lying in the dawnlight.

They’re waiting to take you in.

Let go, Tom, let go, Tom, let go, Tom

Let go.

 

(Tom was a Grey Ranch cowboy from 1960 to 2002)

 

                        Drum Hadley