GLORY TRAIL aka: HIGH-CHIN BOB by Charles Badger Clark-1915 Way up high in the Mogollons upon the mountain tops A lion picked a yearling's bones and licked his thankful chops When on the picture who should ride, a-trippin' down the slope But High Chin Bob with sinful pride and a maverick hungry rope "Glory be to me", says he, "and fames unfading flowers All meddling hands are far away, I ride my good top horse today I'm top rope of the Lazy-J. Hi! Kitty cat, you're ours." The lion licked his paws so brown and dreamed sweet dreams of veal 'Till that circling loop sung down and roped him round his meal He yowled quick fury to the world and all the hills yowled back The top horse gave a snort and whirled, and Bob took up the slack. "Glory be to me", says he, "I've hit the glory trail No mortal man, as I have read, dare loop a lion round the head Nor never horse could drag one dead until we tell the tale." Way up high in the Mogollons that top horse done his best Through whippin' brush and rattling stones from canyon floor to crest But every time Bob looked, and hoped a limp remains to find A red-eyed lion, belly roped, but healthy, loped behind. "Glory be to me", says he, "this glory trail is rough, But 'till the toot on the judgement morn, gonna keep this dally 'round this horn For never any hero born could stoop to holler: 'nuff!'" Three suns had rode their circles home beyond the desert's rim And sent their star herds loose to roam the heavens high and dim Yet up and down and 'round and 'cross Bob pounded, weak and wan, For pride still glued him to his horse and glory drove him on. "Glory be to me," says he, "he cain't be drug to death And now I know beyond a doubt, the heroes I have read about Are only fools who stuck it out 'till the end of mortal breath." Way up high in the Mogollons a prospect man did swear A moon dream melted down his bones and heisted up his hair. A ribby cow horse thundered by, a lion trailed along, And the rider, gaunt, but chin on high, yelled out this crazy song. "Glory be to me", says he,"and to my noble noose. Stanger,tell my pards below, I took a rampin' dream in tow And if I never laid him low, I never turned him loose!"