John’s Red Dirt Roads

I hold my camera carefully And guide it to my eye As I see those famous red dirt roads I’ve read about from that famous guy. Yes, John McCornack is his name And on his roads I sped I understood right then and there About all the things he’d said. About his Oklahoma And the brilliant crimson soil With homesteads seeped with history And the lives once filled with toil. John’s pages are packed with memories That we all have from our past Our families too have suffered To find home and family at last. Those were difficult and trying times Our ancestors had to undergo We thank you, John, for your memories For sharing the family that you love so.