Texas Pete                                   

Bobbie Mardis

Texas Pete was a mighty fine cowboy

A mighty fine cowboy was he.

He could ride the range

And rope a steer

And still be home by three.

The Chisholm Trail was a mighty fine trail

A mighty fine trail was it.

It crossed the Red

And the Cimarron too

Through Enid after a bit.

Ole Pete drove cattle up that trail

Dogies, steers and more.

From Texas hills

‘Cross Okie’s plains

Til reaching Kansas’ shore.

Chuck wagon fare on the Chisholm Trail

Was hardly fit to eat

Hard tack and beans

Black coffee to chew

But this was just fine for Ole Pete.

Back down the Trail, back home he rode

But his wife he could not see

The note she left

Her complaint so clear “You didn’t get home by three.”