The Last of the Horseback Kids
Mama died when I was small
Though I've tried her face I can't recall
Never knew my daddy's name
Had a good life just the same

My uncle raised me like a son
On the morning side of Livingston
And in everything we did
I was raised a horseback kid

Times were hard
I know it's true
And if I told you different I would lie to you
Still these mountains
They know my name
And though the times are changing
They are still the same
You can not stop the wind
I was raised a horseback kid

This land was young and me and Mike were too
When we road off together to the Rockcreek School
A nickle for a gopher tail
A bounty in my tin lunch pail
Progress is the one thing that don't change
You get so little say and still your life is rearranged
But I've got memories
Well hey I'm a horseback kid

I'm puttin' on my Sunday best
This is the day we're laying Mike to rest
Time passes on
And now I've found
That this old-timer has been left behind
But I'll stand and face the wind
I was raised a horseback kid

Evening settles on the hills
The west wind whispers of a winter's chill
Freight train rumbles through the pass
Some things were built to last

Hangin' up my Sunday best
This was the day that we laid Mike to rest
Time passes on
And now I've found
That this old-timer has been left behind
But I hear music in the wind
The last of the horseback kids