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Cowboy Campfire Imagine you're a cowboy. You've been ridin' the range, mendin' fences, watchin' over the herd and doin' all the other things in your daily routine. It's Friday nite and it's been a fairly easy day and some of the boys have got a campfire goin' and are gathered around takin' it easy. Someone pulls out out his guitar and strikes up a tune. You pass around some cowboy coffee or maybe something a might stronger. After a song or two with all joining in, someone comes up with a story to tell. Is it true or false? No one really cares because it's campfire time. It's a time to share. You keep the fire stoked as more gather round as a cowboy poet sets his cup down. He rhymes out a story that may have happened that day or he just made it up and he's pitchin' more than hay. Maybe sing a chorus of "Tumblin’ Tumbleweeds" or sing a song of a cowboy and his good deeds. When you've got folks comin' from all around, there ain’t no better place than a fire on the ground. What's more relaxing than the crackle of the flame as you gather together and tell each other your name and where you came from and where you’ve been. How long you stayin’, as you make a new friend. |
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Join us Friday night for another Passport to the Past as we gather round the Campfire for some old fashioned Cowboy times. Bring your guitar, your fiddle, your banjo, harmonica, your stories, your poetry and your real friendly attitude to join in this old fashioned fun. As the time draws near we'll post the lyrics of some songs from long ago.
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