Leaving Lubbock

 

It’s time to saddle up

And compose my saddle bag

Full of stories I will return

To sing on my way back

 

When I look back on my shoulder

And see what I have done

Many dreams I’ve realized

Over all this year long

                        

And listening to the rhythm

Of the hooves on the floor

I think “behind I am leaving

Home, friends and much more”

 

Like iron branding cattle

Leaving marks on the hide

Lubbock will be for me

A time to take for life

 

Many friends, many memories

And no moments to forget

Lots of joy I found here

And some day I will come back.

 

Lubbock, TX

Marcelo Wallau, June 2010