Vera Queen of the Canyon
The ways of affection are funny
But I guess that there’s no set rule
About things that we find in this life to love
I fell in love with a mule.
She’s high-headed big and so pretty
She always looks shiny and clean
Like a teacher in school she bossed all the mules
And acted the part of the queen.
It was my luck to always be gettin’
Mules that had grown short and wide
Till I kept on naggin’ my boot heels were draggin’
Then they gave me ol’ Vera to ride.
That day the boss said sorta friendly
"I know that you’ll always be kind
To Vera the queen of the Canyon,
That trail goin’ mule of mine."
Well we worked on that long trail together
Through the dust, the heat and the rain,
Just a one man mule and a one mule man
Partners no matter what came.
Guiding those mules back to Pilgrim
She grew more gentle and kind
Till she got in the mood started packin’ a dude
And the boss said "boy that’s fine."
One day when the thunder was poppin’
Like hell broke loose in the skies
And the wind at our slickers a floppin’
There wasn’t a one of us dry.
Out front was me and ol’ Vera
Leadin’ them mules on home,
I swear that I couldn’t help feelin’
Like a cowboy king on a throne.
We all heard the five o’clock whistle,
It sounded so sad and forlorn.
A lady said "Guide, is that the river boat ride?"
I said "That is Gabriel’s horn."
That started the buds into laughin’
Though the shivers they couldn’t restrain,
With soggy straw hats and sore where they sat
Still they was glad that they came.
Now that’s about all of this story,
She learned to pack dudes to a tee.
When she grows old I hope that she’s sold
To no one but my boss and me.
Somewhere there’s a big grassy pasture
With water and shade all the time,
For Vera the queen of the Canyon
That trail goin’ mule of mine.