Once Upon A Time, Men Ran A Center Dotted Line, They Were One Of A Kind, A Breed In A Time Gone Blind.
It Was A Lifestyle, That Lasted Quite A While, As They Covered Every Mile, With A Love That Made Them Smile.
The Trucks Were Big, With Different Names For Each And Every Rig, And Paintings Ran Their Sides To Tell Stories, Of These Last Cowboys In All Their Glory.
With A Helping Hand, They Became One Big Band, Eighteen Wheelers Across This Land, In An America That Was Once Grand.
Nowadays The Pride Is Gone, Just A Job That Drags On Too Long, As Pay Gets Lower And The Workers Grow Poorer.
No More Chrome And Painted Trucks, Just CEO’s That Want That Buck, Isn’t It Just Our Luck, The Greatest Country In The World, Is Starting Not To Give A …
I remember those days all too well, the long roads and many hours traveling the forgotten highways of this country. One truck after another in a caravan of good humor and camaraderie.
onetonshadow
Gorgeous.
Faizan Qureshi
^ Was about to say that same! Lovee the tones!
Natalie Tyler
This is really beautiful.
Mel Brackstone
Wow, such amazing colours!
Luke Hemer
I like the shot, but why is the truck on the right hand side of the road?
sasufi replied
well spotted! ah! I scanned it on the wrong side.
thank you!
berndt2
I like it – a quintessential outback shot : blue sky, red sands, truck and road
Julie Bernabe
Beautiful image!
scarlet james
Yes!!!
Moxxi28
Wow, the colours really make it jump out
Rachel Davison
Beautiful image – amazing colours and dynamic feel
sally williams
Love it…where do you get the toy cameras from?
jamayaphoto
Love this!
Cheyenne
Really cool! :) Wonderful picture. :)
Bradley S. Har...
Last Cowboys
By
B. S. Hartman
Once Upon A Time,
Men Ran A Center Dotted Line,
They Were One Of A Kind,
A Breed In A Time Gone Blind.
It Was A Lifestyle,
That Lasted Quite A While,
As They Covered Every Mile,
With A Love That Made Them Smile.
The Trucks Were Big,
With Different Names For Each And Every Rig,
And Paintings Ran Their Sides To Tell Stories,
Of These Last Cowboys In All Their Glory.
With A Helping Hand,
They Became One Big Band,
Eighteen Wheelers Across This Land,
In An America That Was Once Grand.
Nowadays The Pride Is Gone,
Just A Job That Drags On Too Long,
As Pay Gets Lower And The Workers Grow Poorer.
No More Chrome And Painted Trucks,
Just CEO’s That Want That Buck,
Isn’t It Just Our Luck,
The Greatest Country In The World,
Is Starting Not To Give A …
I remember those days all too well, the long roads and many hours traveling the forgotten highways of this country. One truck after another in a caravan of good humor and camaraderie.
Tania Palermo
i think i need a holga. the colors are great.