Theres a storm across the valley,
clouds are rollin in
The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders
Theres a truck out on the four lane a mile or more away
The whinin of his wheels just makes it colder
Shes an hour away from ridin on your prayers up in the sky
And ten days on the road are barely gone
Theres a fire softly burnin, suppers on the stove
But its the light in your eyes that makes her warm
Hey its good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Yes n hey, its good to be back home again
Im home. The anticipation of seeing home and all my friends - Mamy - is just overwhelming. I promise Ill be nice to her and make sure that she is comfortable in her fat state. I wont hassle her for her hay. Ill let her drink from the waterbowl first. Ill even smile and be concerned when she whinges about how fat she is; how hot she is; how her feet ache; about the flies.
The truck doors open and there is the master "Hey Piffle!" (Why does he insist on calling me that?) and then Iam led off the track into our paddock.
Where is she? I wonder. I walk down to the first water bowl and have a few sips.... Yum that's nectar of the Gods. I get so involved with the sweetness of the water that I stick my nose in it and splash the water all over my face .... Beautiful! I get carried away at the water bowl and get my hoof into it and splash it all over my body .... "AAAAh". The master comes a running yelling something at me ... Im sure its a welcome:
"Piffle get your bloody hoof out of the water you stupid ...... I just cleaned the bowl!"
"Awwww" I say. He is so happy to have me home.
I wander further up the paddock to find my friend.
"Mamy? Mamy? Im home!"
Mamy's head comes out from the stable and looks at me.
"Oh how nice of you to come home! My feet are aching, my back is killing me and this kid is sitting on my bladder!"
I walk up to her and smile my nicest smile. I have missed her (I think).
She walks out of the stable and puts her ears back and bites me on the neck.
"Ouch!" I say.
She has missed me.
I walk away from her and stand at my bowl.
"Hey, is it nearly time for dinner?" I ask.
clouds are rollin in
The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders
Theres a truck out on the four lane a mile or more away
The whinin of his wheels just makes it colder
Shes an hour away from ridin on your prayers up in the sky
And ten days on the road are barely gone
Theres a fire softly burnin, suppers on the stove
But its the light in your eyes that makes her warm
Hey its good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Yes n hey, its good to be back home again
Im home. The anticipation of seeing home and all my friends - Mamy - is just overwhelming. I promise Ill be nice to her and make sure that she is comfortable in her fat state. I wont hassle her for her hay. Ill let her drink from the waterbowl first. Ill even smile and be concerned when she whinges about how fat she is; how hot she is; how her feet ache; about the flies.
The truck doors open and there is the master "Hey Piffle!" (Why does he insist on calling me that?) and then Iam led off the track into our paddock.
Where is she? I wonder. I walk down to the first water bowl and have a few sips.... Yum that's nectar of the Gods. I get so involved with the sweetness of the water that I stick my nose in it and splash the water all over my face .... Beautiful! I get carried away at the water bowl and get my hoof into it and splash it all over my body .... "AAAAh". The master comes a running yelling something at me ... Im sure its a welcome:
"Piffle get your bloody hoof out of the water you stupid ...... I just cleaned the bowl!"
"Awwww" I say. He is so happy to have me home.
I wander further up the paddock to find my friend.
"Mamy? Mamy? Im home!"
Mamy's head comes out from the stable and looks at me.
"Oh how nice of you to come home! My feet are aching, my back is killing me and this kid is sitting on my bladder!"
I walk up to her and smile my nicest smile. I have missed her (I think).
She walks out of the stable and puts her ears back and bites me on the neck.
"Ouch!" I say.
She has missed me.
I walk away from her and stand at my bowl.
"Hey, is it nearly time for dinner?" I ask.
