Chasing Wild Horses

6 days ago by @kingwoodkowboy

Liner Notes

Song about my own personal experience as a wrangler on the Great American Horse Drive in May 2012 when we drove 800 head of half-wild horses 62 miles, from Winter pastures at Brown's Park Colorado (far NW corner) through Maybell, to the Big Gulch Ranch, west of Craig Colorado, where they were prepped for dude ranches, rodeos and Hollywood movies. My Gate-To-Gate trophy belt buckle lays resting in a drawer.

Lyrics

Chasing Wild Horses
He stood there casin’ the Big Gulch Ranch
North and west of Longmont gettin’ late
The oldest greenhorn takin’ a chance
Chasin’ wild horses, age sixty eight
It was a Wednesday, twenty twelve
Lots to learn at love and sometimes hate
In chasin’ wild horses he would delve
And try to survive from gate to gate
Thursday’s outback ride was twenty miles
Meat and beans at the far end he ate
Twenty miles back saw not many smiles
Old bones were rattled and most would ache
Chasin’ wild horses at Friday noon
Brandin’ young dogies and hear them bawl
The big horse drive was a-comin’ soon
Chasin’ wild horses with yip, yip calls
At far winter pastures on Saturday
Brown’s Park corral was the starting gate
To the wild Yampa River he rode drag
Chasin’ wild horses while dust he ate
Now, Sunday was big in small Maybell
As tired wranglers drove the horses through
Eight hundred head heard the wranglers yell
Thirty more miles to make sixty two
When the Big Gulch Ranch came into sight
The herd went wild like a rodeo scene
The oldest greenhorn rode with all his might
Chasin’ wild horses was now no dream
He stood there casin’ the Big Gulch Ranch
North and west of Longmont, getting’ late
The oldest greenhorn takin’ a chance
Chasin’ wild horses, age sixty eight

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