Full Bloom
Full Bloom
A Rose in full bloom,
such a beautiful sight to see.
In mornin' first dewy light,
lettin' it's pedals free.
Something to admire,
Only from a distance.
On the back of a good horse,
across a fence.
My life has been romanced,
and turned to some fantasy.
But the cowboy life is mine,
the dreams of it are for those in the city.
For bronc's can be flat mean,
and the dusty breeze is hot.
and if an ol' ladino gets a holt of ya,
you appreciate what you got.
But a mountain mornin'
can make a heart turn glad.
and get ya to thinkin'
of all you had.
With so much and so little,
beauty is ones life.
A cowboy has to stop and gaze,
just for a moment and a half.
So this ol' tumbleweed gets movin'
when the wind blows.
Takin' me away from,
from the garden of Rose.
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