This Old Horse Knows His Way Home- Chris Ledoux

RIP Shy Boy

Riding back from town tonight

I don't need the trail moonlight

This old horse knows his way home

I don't have to touch the reins

He's right on track just like a train

This old horse knows his way home

He waits faithfully to save me

From poker games and painted ladies

This old horse knows his way home

And when my heart or pay is gone

I climb up and just hold on
This old horse knows his way home

Cowboy blues fade to black

In an old bunkhouse rack

And so I whistle back in the saddle again

Riding back from town tonight

I don't need the trail moonlight

This old horse knows his way home

Chris Ledoux

Summer is here!

What a perfect time for the Jones' to come visit! The weather was great and so was the food! Shrimp and lemon kobobs, and ceasar chicken kobobs, potatoes and bacon kobos, and huge steaks where grilled up by the men for all to enjoy. We swam, rode horses, harvested the garden during the day. We sipped margaritas and munched on chips and salsa under the stars of the big Texas sky. Great memories were made and we can't wait until the next visit.