Seemed like it was time for a new post on ole' Horseshoe Seven, so the wife has hijacked the site to offer a little dedication to her hardworking roof cowboy.Roofin’, Roofin’, Roofin’
Keep roofin', roofin', roofin',
Though Mother Nature’s disapprovin',
Keep them shingles movin', Rawhide!
Don't try to understand 'em,
Just nail and throw and grab 'em,
Soon we'll be living warm and dry.
Boy my heart's calculatin'
My true love will be waitin', be waiting at the end of my ride.
Tear 'em off, nail 'em up,
Nail 'em up, goop 'em down,
Tear 'em off, nail 'em down, Rawhide!
John is tearing off the last of the old stuff as I type, so with some luck (and a couple dry days), John should be back soon.
1 comment:
Thanks, Wife! I'm keeping my nail gun on my hip until the last shingles are in the corral!
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