I had mountains of silver and gold piled high, If I owned every star in that big Texas sky. If I had one thousand wishes that I knew would come true, I believe I'd trade all that in for just one dance with you. Now the lady was silent as she weighed both their charms, Then, with the sweetest smile, she took the cowboy's arm. And as they went waltzin' out across that floor, That rich man hung his head and just walked out the door. Now there's a lesson to be learned here for the fella that's smart, If you want to win the lady, you best speak to her heart.
Love can sure be a mystery, but it's a lot like that dance.
We sure do like havin' folks' poems. All the poems here are entered in our Lariat Laureate Contest . We're fixin' to publish The Big Roundup , which will have the best of the poems we get.