THROUGH IT ALL
The ground is covered with a white blanket;
To the rancher, he wishes it would go.
He's got cattle to feed, calves to pull,
And a family to keep warm at home.
He's been through the droughts,
And though the floods,
And on his horse, he has run,
To get a stray that had drifted,
Back along the way.
He has built fence, and stayed in tents,
Back in his rodeo days,
But now he's older,
Has a family at home,
And his hair has started to gray.