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Lord,
God, you know us old cowhands is
forgetful. Sometimes, I can't even
recollect what happened yesterday. We is
forgetful. We just know daylight from
dark, summer, fall, winter and spring.
But I sure hope we don't never forget to
thank you before we eat a mess of good
chili
We don't know why, in
your wisdom, you been so doggone good to
us. The heathen Chinese don't have no
chili, never. The Frenchmen is left out.
The Russians don't know no more about
chili than a hog knows about a
sidesaddle. Even the Mexicans don't get
a good whiff of chili unless they live
around here.
Chili-eaters is some of
your chosen people, Lord. We don't know
why you're so doggone good to us. But,
Lord God don't never think we ain't
grateful for this chili we are about to
eat. Amen. |