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A story of a cowboy, my Father, and a recipe for Saddle Cakes:

Cowboy On The Go Breakfast

I did not have all the ingredients for Saddle Cakes this morning. So, I just made pancakes and had a bowl of oatmeal with them. After all these years, I still miss Dad and the wonderful breakfasts he used to fix.

My father played the guitar and banjo. One of the songs he used to sing with my mother was Red River Valley.

Red River Valley

From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That has brightened our path for a while

Come and sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
But remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy who loved you so true

Won't you think of the valley you're leaving
Oh how lonely, how sad it will be?
Oh think of the fond heart you're breaking
And the grief you are causing to me

As you go to your home by the ocean
May you never forget those sweet hours
That we spent in the Red River Valley
And the love we exchanged mid the flowers