Old Cowboy Poetry

The Last Mountain Manby C. A. WieseGrandpa, tell me of the old days gone byof all the times that just passed and don't you lieTell me of other things that I can no longer seeGrandpa, please tell tales of the deer for meTell me of the wild turkey of the pastGrandpa, why, why didn't they last?You mean there wasn't all these people I see?Why, Grandpa didn't they just let the world be?I've heard people call you "the last mountain man"that for the wild animals you took a standOh, Grandpa,...
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The Last Mountain Manby C. A. WieseGrandpa, tell me of the old days gone byof all the times that just passed and don't you lieTell me of other things that I can no longer seeGrandpa, please tell tales of the deer for meTell me of the wild turkey of the pastGrandpa, why, why didn't they last?You mean there wasn't all these people I see?Why, Grandpa didn't they just let the world be?I've heard people call you "the last mountain man"that for the wild animals you took a standOh, Grandpa, what a sight it must've beento see the wonderful eagle's flight as it beganOh, was it really like it says in the book?Grandpa, if only I had just one lookGrandpa, I want to be just like youoh, I wish all of those things I could doWhy wouldn't they listen years ago?I'd just love to see it, I'd love that soYes, you're the last mountain manI just wish that they left behind some landSo some wild creatures we could seeI pray this is not how the world will be