Geff Dawson – Cowboy Poetry

Hi folks, I’m Geff Dawson, ranch cowboy and cowboy entertainer. One thing I learned for sure, growing up on the plain, is what my Daddy told me son, don’t ever cuss the rain. For the rain cleans the air and fills the ponds to drink and the trees grass that grow so fast, you’ll miss it if you blink. One thing I learned for sure growing up here on the plain, is what my Daddy told me son, don’t ever cuss the rain. Oh, I know that you’ll be calfing and working in the muck, and you’ll lose a calf and cuss yourself and say, that’s just my luck. One thing I learned for sure, growing up here on the plain, is what my Daddy told me, son don’t ever cuss the rain. Oh, I know 1951 or even ’93 will make you fear the water and the lowlands destiny. But if you lived through the ’30s and the dust sifted through your windowpane, it will bring you back to what my Daddy said, son don’t ever cuss the rain. Thank you folks.

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