Sul Ross State University - Brand Yearbook (Alpine, TX)

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Ride for the Brand... He said if you hire out to string bob wire Then build him a fence Don ' t matter if it ' s three or five strands. Remember it was you Who asked for the job So don ' t bitch when you ride for this brand. But I got to thinkin ' ' bout what he had said And the more of it I understand. The more I believe We ' d be all better off If more people would ride for the brand. Mr. Waggoner don ' t Hold with complainers He ' ll fire one before he can quit. So if you don ' t like the outfit Then head down the trail Find a boss that your saddle will fit. But if you get up early And catch your own bronc Show the boss that you ' re makin ' a hand. Mr. Waggoner ' ll be there To cover yourbets As long as you ride for his brand. He said the winter I spent At the sixes We had a man at the Old Taylor camp. He was out calvin ' heifers Rode smack in the middle Of some hiders a skinnin ' a cow. Now he coulda rode off Never looked back But he just wasn ' t that kind of man. We found him in Ash Creek Shot all to hell Nocona Joe died for the brand. We know the old man Tells a windy or two Like the one about loosin ' his thumb. And Nocona was killed In the bars of Fort Worth By the demons in a bottle of rum. All of our lives are filled with influences: our parents, our friends, our experiences, even our schools help shape us and the decisions that will ef¬ fect the rest of our lives. Ride for the Brand

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Ride for the Brand by Red Steagall His skin looked like leather He walked with a limp And talked with a slow Texas drawl. His knuckles were knotted His left thumb was gone Said a two year old stud bit it off. The kid was enthralled Kinda like in a trance Jake sensed that he had a good grip. He straightened up, hitched his pants Took a drink of cold beer Turned around with his hand on his hips. We knew he was lyin ' We watched him dally it up But there ' s no use in ruinin ' his show. It was Saturday night Before the wagon went out. He ' d cornered a new kid we ' d hired on. This ain ' t the first new hand The old man had cornered It ' s turned into Jake ' s private game. He looked over at me And said I ' m schoolin ' the boy ' bout the unwritten laws of the range. He said son, a man ' s brand Is his own special mark That says this is mine, leave it alone. So when you hire out to a man Ride for his brand And protect it like it was your own. He said Mr. Waggoner Come out here in 1903 This country was sagebrush, mesquite trees and sand. He carved him a ranch Outa blood, sweat, and guts So be proud that you ride for his brand. Ride for the Brand

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Ride for the Brand... Parents are respected for the wisdom they pass on to us. Much of their life is spent trying to ensure we have an even better one. They have cared for us, watched us grow, laughed when we laughed and cried when we cried. As we rode for their brand, they watched over and protected Friends are people we can turn to when things are get¬ ting rough and we need someone who will listen. We pour out our feelings to these people knowing our emotions won ' t be trampled. But we also listen to their problems, lending a shoulder to cry on or a pat on the back for some¬ thing accomplished. We each ride for the other ' s brand through a shared sense of loyalty and companionship. - 3 Royal Escort — Brett Parker, president of Lobo Brigade, escorts Shari Kimberly, the 1987 Homecoming Queen candidate for the Lobo Brigade, during the halftime activities at the Homecoming Game against McMurry College. Sunset In The Rio Grande — A last glimpse of the sun can be seen sparkling in the waters of the Big River at the cross¬ ing in Boquillas Canyon. Ride for the Brand