Red Steagall Dawson Legate Lyrics

He hung his old saddle up high in the barn
He's made her a promise his cowboyin is done
Said I've won them big buckles done all I can do
Now I'm ready to spend my last years here with you

Said we'll break out the flat lands aint been
plowed for years I'll plant wheat and white oats
they'll do well up here.
And I'll buy us some baldies to run in the hills
and I'll break out some bad ones to help pay the bills.

(Verse 2)
He made it alright till the harvest was done
His feet started itchin he wanted to run
He quietly entered the Calgary Stampede
And the first that he took just put wings on his feet
And she cried when he showed her the
money he'd won
She knew at the first light of day he'd be gon
But he promised he'd quit when the season was thru
He'd be home to plant wheat fore winter winds blew.

(Chorus)
Cause the winters get long up Alberta way Cloud's get so dark seems there's no light of day
And thelong nights get lonely and cold while she waits
As she dreams of her cowboy named Dawson Legate.

Vs. 3
Well summer went fast he wqas ridin em all.
He placed high at Cheyenne a first at Sioux Falls.
He was sendin home money his intentions were good
But then life for a cowboy don't go like it should.

Vs.4
He drawed him a bad one at Frisco that fall
A hard one to ride was a chute fightin hoss
The first jump he stumbled fell and he rolled
His neck snapped like straw Dawson's body grew cold.

Vs. 5
Now the bad weeds have taken the flat lands again.
There's a few strands of wire where fences had been.
And the baldies are bawlin in the hills where they
graze
While she's rockin the first son of Dawson LeGate

(Repeat Chorus)