When Jonesie Rode the Colonel’s Mare

Camp News, Volume 3, Issue 147, 6 November 1942, Page 3

When Jonesie Rode the Colonel’s Mare

The Colonel’s mare had thrown a shoe So he called on Shorty Jones To take her in and have her shod Ere she brusied her feet with stones. ‘" -5 ■ Now Shorty was a horsey man, He’d ridden at many a fair; But he’d never had the chance before To ride a Colonel’s mare. So down he went to the vacant lot Where the Colonel’s mare is grazed; He slipped the saddle and bridle on, The boys just stood and gazed. For they had come to see the fun, As Shorty was aware, And they weren’t disappointed When he rode the Colonel’s mare. Now “The Champ”' she was a knowing horse, For the Colonel trained her well, She reads the morning paper And the time of day can tell. Sure she wouldn’t move a single step, Although she knew the route, Till the boys came to attetnion, And gave the correct salute. Poor Jonesie he looked worried, His nerves were in a state, For once again the mare did stop As they approached the gate. He did his best to make her go But she wouldn’t move a yard, And refused to pass the sentry box ’Till they turned out all the guard. Well Shorty is quite satisfied He’d rather tend the phone Than take her to the blacksmith’s shop, And have to bring her home. Except in a rocking chair, He says he will not ride again, ’Cause you have to know your Army Regs. To ride the Colonel’s mare.