Bunkhouse Blues Guy Clark

At the Broken Heart Ranch
You can always get work as a cow-fool
There's feelings to wrangle
Loose ends to untangle and tie
Sun up to sundown
Riding herd on old memories
Sundown to sun up
Singing the bunkhouse blues

There's a lone bawling calf
Lost in a little box canyon
And he's got no companion
Lord, don't I know how he feels?
But up there on the canyon rim
Blows a cold coyote wind
Buzzards grinning down at him
And I'm singing the bunkhouse blues

At the Broken Heart Ranch
Saturday night sure gets lonesome
And I long for the lights
And the comfort of someone in town
But I'm playing cards and killing time
And somebody stole my pigging line
This ain't no nursery rhyme
I'm singing the bunkhouse blues