Forever and the Same

The pump is all froze
And the horse is feet up
The grader has levelled the
mailbox away
Winter is turning your blues
eyes to grey
But the comfort remains that you
know in the end
The jukebox sounds ever the same
By the snare's mute call
The old hound is swayed
But there's nothing much keeping
the coyotes at bay
Time even scatters your heartaches
they say
Your mate's on the dole
And the kid's in the pen
The scrapman has lured the
MacCormick away
The trailer-park calls you, do not delay
The clapboard is peeling
And the roof has a flap
The sow has just landscaped
your garden once more
Your fortune was long burned
right onto the bar