Was ridin' down a-past his place,
An' then I thinks I'll 'low
To sort o' pass the time o'day
An' speak a friendly "how."
He's mussin' 'round there in the mud,
A little dam he's got'
He 'lows to make a cacti flat
Into a garden spot.
I says to him the land's no good,
Fer farmin' she don't win,
But all he does is slop around,
An' kind o' funny grin.
I says the land's jes' useful fer
Some cows to raise an' range,
But he jes' grins an' hollers back,
"There's goin' to be a change."
He's mussin' 'round there in the mud,
A little dam he's got;
He 'lows to make a cacti flat
Into a garden spot.
"The Irrigator", from "Cowboy Lyrics" by Robert V. Carr, 1908.
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