The rattle of cattle bells
Rings clear across the valley
As spring opens-up
Her high green pastures above
The steady rush - the splendid elation
When cowboys sing without hesitation
And promise their dogies
Sweet natural grasses they’ll love
Can’t you see - the best of the west
Awaits you just beyond this riverbend
I can hear - your questioning voices
Ask me... again and again and again
“When will we get there…
does this trail really have an end?”
“I’m no pretender… please believe me
My sensitive four-legged friends!”
Daryl’s not your average cowpoke
He’s learned to speak some bovine tongue
Kind of similar to smiley Wilbur Post
Who spoke to Mister Ed for fun