SLIM

On the Gallatin Range, there’s a story that they tell,
about an old leather -sore cowboy they just called Slim.
Now Slim and most people didn’t get along that well.
He pury much stayed out of town and all alone.

Some said he was about the meanest critter around
They asked him to be sheriff of the county once or twice
he declined, said he didn’t have time to waste in town.
He had too much of his work to do, for no darn Tom-foolery.

He owned a hundred acres in the Madison River bed,
Slim had forty horses and of cows he ran a dozen or two.
He could shoot a gun, ride and rope with the very best,
but he didn’t have time for games, he had too much to do.

Then one cold November day, a cowpoke found Slim dead
He took his cold body to the undertaker there in town.
When he undressed him for burying, a job that he dead
His hair started to curl, to his surprise old Slim was a girl.

---RJ

THIS IS A TRUE STORY ON HER NAME WAS CHANGED
She had a baby out of wedlock in Boston; it at the time was a disgrace. She gave her son to her mother to raise and came west to make a place for him. The only job she could find was, bar girl, school mom or wash woman. She took a razor and cut her face. To make a scar, then started shaving. She got a job as a cowhand. About 10 years later she had the money to bring her son out west. But her mother sent the money back and told her they had told the boy that his mother died in child birth. She later bought a small spread and live out the rest of her life as a man.

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next to the last line should say dread
This is a true story only her name was changed
sorry about the mistakes
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Amazing. Sad about her son. We all find different ways to survive.