She's got one son a doctor,
And a daughter teachin' Latin.
Her youngest, he's a lawyer,
And she thinks a heap of that 'un.
But one's a cow ranch foreman,
And it makes her kinder glad,
For the way he sets the saddle
Just reminds her of his dad.
She's proud to be the mother
Of a man who tends the sick,
And of a brainy daughter,
And a lawyer, keen and quick;
But when her old heart hankers
For the old days once again,
She packs and makes a visit
To the range of ridin' men.
And although he ain't ambitious
For a big high-toned success,
Her cowboy son arouses
Just a heap more tenderness.
Than all the other trio,
And her heart feels young and glad
Just to see him set a saddle
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