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Cowboy Poetry and Western Verse
High-Tailin' Away
Clark Crouch
Bill is a good hand, much admired,
and works real hard, for shore.
His love's his lonely cowboy life,
a bachelor to the core.
He rode into town this mornin'
to drop some of his pay,
to have a drink and play some cards;
that was his usual way.
But then somethin' shore did happen
that spoiled his day of fun
because the last we seen of him
old Bill was on the run.
He high-tailed it right out of town,
his face as white as snow,
and some folks began to wonder
what caused old Bill to go.
He'd been drinkin' at the saloon
and chattin' with the gals,
just exchangin' friendly patter,
like he'd talk with his pals.
Turned out that one gal in the bar
had sidled up to him,
"You shore look like my third husband
so tall and slim and trim."
"I do?" Bill asked, sympathizin','
"It's three times you've been wed?"
"No, just twice, so far" she whispered,
and that's when old Bill fled.
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