Daddy sholuda been a preacher man, 'cause everybody loved to hear him speak. He didn't always follow His own advice but we got a sermon every week. He'd say trouble always starts as fun and broken hearts will always mend.
Tough times don't last, tough people do adn nothin' breaks if it can bend
Don't ever sell your saddle, never owe another man. Watch where you spit on windy day, Don't use words you don't understand. Find the Lord before you need Him and never lose your pride. Don't ever sell your saddle 'cause life's a long, long ride
Daddy never ran form nothing, always took his share of the blame. Had a heart big enough to fill a valley up, but hard enough to stop a train.
He said only fight when you have to, 'cause ther's always a faster gun and you'll know a hero form a coward when you see which way they run
Daddy left me his old saddle the day that he passed on and these words are etched into my mind just like they were in stone