Our fam’ly wasn’t any differ’nt     

            from others livin’ ‘round                 

‘Cept my mother would rather cowboy

            than spend her time house bound.

So cookin’, sewin’ and cleanin’ house

            was not her fav’rite things

And we knew the chores were really done

            when mother tied her apron strings.

So when mother hung her saddle up,

            and headed for the kitchen,

We knew she’s fixin’ us a meal   

and we’d be sure to listen.

‘Cause later on she’d call us in

            and we’d be fed like kings,

On steak and taters and coffee strong,

            when mother tied her apron strings.

When checkin’ cows and water holes

            on days as hot as sin

Our Levi seats got slick and shiny,

            our horses all done in.

She’d do her share ‘long side us boys,

            right in the thick of things,

But we knew the hard day’s work was done

            when mother tied her apron strings.

And those days when hard work tired us all

            and the future seemed so bleak

We’d all go mopin’ around the place

            feelin’ orn’ry, mean and weak.

Then she’d tell us all, “Knock off early,

            bring some cold drinks from the spring”.

It made our world a peaceful place,

            when mother tied her apron strings.

So now we’ve rode that outside circle,

            our saddles are worn and old,

We’re lame in joints and grayin’ hair,

            our minds strive to keep hold.

A pleasant mem’ry invades our thoughts,

            it’s the reason our heart sings,

‘Cause the world was right and we were safe

            when mother tied her apron strings.

©02-08-10 Slim McNaught