A Town : Poem by James B Beard, author
James B Beard, author A Town A town in the south And the west of the state Makes special for livin At this modern date When cities and travel And politics high Make people be crazy And just want to fly Its been there for years And never was great Though cowboys and injuns New it to rate So quiet and peaceful That town seems to be Down by a river That flows on so free A train and a crossroad Draw people by They stop and they visit This town by and by They talk of its beauty And all of its ways Then back to the cites To spend all their days The buildings stand old Though well built and true The Strater the General To name just a few The bars are still lively And scenting of beer Since Cisco and Doc And the cattlemen year To my way of bein Their passins okay These people of cities That come here today My hats off to towns That a...