Red Sky night

Rodeo religion is my hearts delight

Red sky in the morn

Runway my West Coast Model was forlorn

 

Sky ran off on the early bird scat cat flight

Before the perf when I pulled my slack real tight

Refreshed my bones when she winked on her cell phone

Touchdown baggage and I can’t claim what the hell went wrong

 

Romances, barn dance, rope cans on leather straps

Brushed flanks, Navajo blanks, quilting bees paid the fees 

Slick horns, sweet corn, beautiful barns the sheep are shorn 

Down the rope, flex the string, memories are Creator, Red Sky she the fling

 

Water witches talk to the willow for rain

A rough cowboy gives his poetry to pain

His most pitiful possession is dry humor

His Red Sky night is the straight stopper keeper

 

Keep on blast capping with a field pipe attitude

Cowboys have a gun rack and believe in holding a deuce 

Today I knew my Red Sky night could settle the score

Board a plane for a get away from Santé Fe, New Mexico

 

Romances, barn dance, rope cans on leather straps

Brushed flanks, Navajo blanks, quilting bees paid the fees 

Slick horns, sweet corn, beautiful barns the sheep are shorn 

Down the rope, flex the string, memories are Creator, Red Sky she the fling

 

Red Sky night you are my West Coast Model big block

When we gather our Corriente wings and fly pastures like red tail hawks 

Your delivery is fine wet mist on a mountain creek wall

Tumble and win into the rye grass sea Red Sky I’ll catch you as you fall

 

May is windy and Red Sky bit into the lust in Santé Fe

Red Sky I pray make our rain dance come home to stay… Just come home to set one day

 

Shawl dances, fancy dances,  

Forbidden romances, second glances,

Reservation cowboys with circumstances

Red Sky my fiancé quit Donald Trumpin’ these fences…  

 

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