The Tambourine
A cloth-covered bible
a button-up coat
three-tenths short pants
and a buttermilk horse
Carried a long way down
carried from town to town
the heaviest, weightiest,
treasured gold around
Rider drove here
rider drove there
rider went about
just everywhere
Took the jersey mud
to the California shore
brought the gold dustin’s back
and gave ‘em to the poor
With his father’s legacy
and The Faithful Friend
he rode and rode and rode
until the very end
And everywhere he travelled
he took it all with him
the heaviest, weightiest
treasure, pardon for man’s sin
The Gospel was his message
the road was his reward
and from his simple passing
brought ‘em all to the Lord
His name was soon forgotten
his horse died of old age
his worthless button-up coat
was torn and old and stained
His 3-tenths pants were passed around
till one young boy named Todd
second, third, fourth-handed
them and then
found
God
He also found in a trunk
a cloth-covered bible too
a little tambourine of bone
he brought home from school
And with his young brown pony
he rode through town to Maine
and starting there he carried
the Gospel to ‘sisco bay
And the old rider of memory
cheers at God’s side
as another circuit rider
takes up the call
and rides.
--MovingGirl
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