The Ellensberg Tree (not written by me)

I was hangin’ around town the other day and I wound up in bacon’s saddle shop.
There’s this saddle in there that’s built on a Tipton tree, It’s slightly used and it costs a lot.
I was admirin’ it like I always do when I heard Earl say “Hey Dan!”
Harvey’s workin’ on a saddle that might come closer to fittin’ your plan.
I walked over to look at this other piece of leather artwork in progress.
It weren’t no Tipton, it was an Ellensberg, and it was priced somewhat less.
At least that’s what Earl said cause I didn’t yet know what it cost.
At any rate, it was worth a look cause my hopes for the Tipton were definitely lost.
Well, I had to sit on the thing just to see how it would sit.
Oh gosh! It was like a glove. It cradled my rear. It was a perfect fit!
All this time I figgered a Tipton was the only kind of saddle.
I was built for an Ellensberg to fit my straddle.
I ran home and told my wife about this new kind of saddle that I wished I had.
I almost dropped over backward when she said “buy it if you want it that bad.”
“Put a down payment on it in the hundred dollar range.”
Well, I got away from her quick ‘fore her mind had time to change.
Couple days later, I said “well, I bought the saddle and I paid a hundred dollars to make the deal stick.”
She said “where’d you get the money?” I said “plastic!”
Now, she got mad and it weren’t too amusin’.
I was puzzled, things was confusin’.
I said “you told me to pay a hundred down, I did and you’re mad.”
She said “I didn’t say to use that credit card that you had!”
Well, I didn’t see the difference or why she should raise so much heck.
The plan was, as I understood, to pay for my Christmas spendin’ with the money I had comin’ from my teachin’ check.
I learned a long time ago not to argue with that woman cause there’s no way I could ever win.
An’ even if I wanted to start, I wouldn’t know where to begin.
So, when it comes to horses, hay, saddles or tack,
I just let her argue, as I’m leavin’, with my back.
They say you can’t win a war just because you win a battle.
But who really won? I got the saddle!

                                                                  By Dan