The Old Red Cow

Now Brent had this old red cow
She was wild, and ornery and mean.
With her head held high and her tail in the air
She was the ringiest cow you'd ever seen.

She hadn't had a calf that spring
And hadn't caught the year before.
So Brent thought he'd keep her round the house
To fatten her up some more.

Now when Brent would go out to the ranch
H'ed asked Jeff to drop on by
To see how things were doing
And see what that cow would try.

Well one day Jeff was ridin' by
And sure enough that cow  was out.
And the story of her capture
Is what this poem's about.

Well he circled around to drive her in
And she took off on the run
And Jeff muttered to himself
This is not my kind of fun.

Cuz he was mounted on a colt
That had just been rode a couple days.
And he didn't have much handle
And wasn't wise to cattle ways.

He chased that cow around the yard
Then she headed down the street
And Jeff was gettin' kind a mad
And he called her names I won't repeat.

Then she started jumpin' fences
And when she began tot ire.
She just ran right through 'em
You could hear her stretchin' wire.

Jeff went and caught a well-broke horse
And took off on a lope.
Then jerked down his twine and built him a loop
In the end of his fifty-foot rope.

Well, he chased that cow for 'bout a mile
Before he finally got her caught.
And they were all about give out
At least that's what he thought.

But that cow still had lots of fight
And she was gettin' hot.
She'd stand and hang back on the rope
He couldn't budge her from that spot.

There was a corral right close at hand
And he thought if he could get her there.
He wouldn't have to driver her home.
He'd just go and get the trailer

About that time some neighbors came
To lend a helping hand.
Jeff told them was they ad to do
And where they had to stand.

Now one of these neighbors name was Steve
A real good kind of guy.
And no matter what the problem was
He'd always drop on by.

Well they stood around to haze her
And to drive her in the pen.
And according to the story
This is when the fun begins.

See, Jeff wanted to shorten up his rope
To get the upper hand.
So he slowly sipped his dallies
And hoped to heck she'd stand.

Then someone hit her crossed the nose
And she came right up the rope.
Jeff was trying to coil it up
But there just weren't no hope.

She came at Steve, he held his ground.
But that cow just kept on comin'
And just about the time they met
He turned and started runnin'.

Steve headed straight for the pen
And that cow was right behind.
And visions of impending death
Flashed acrossed his mind.

He was runnin' as fast as he could
That cow was breathing down his neck.
And it's a good thing he didn't trip
Or there would have been a wreck.

He reached the fence and grabbed a pole
And pulled himself to safety.
Then looked at the cow and thought to himself
Just how luck could he be.

Cuz there stood the cow just inches away
Tossin' her head blowin' snot.
And Jeff had run plumb out of rope
In his hand he held the knot.

Well they shut the gate and she was caught.
And it happened just that way.
Then they went and got a trailer
And hauled her home to stay.

But Steve he kinda likes to brag
About what a hand he made.
There was really nothin' to it
And he was never afraid.

But the things he likes to tell his friends
Leaves his wife in quite a quandary.
Cuz she knows how scared he really was...
She's the one that did his laundry!