Rancho Janoverachi

The bright green grass glows with morning dew

As the sun arises and wakes the land

With a sunrise that has a beautiful hue

This is life in the homeland

Horses stir in their stalls

Cattle stand proud and sure

As loons end their nightly calls

With cowboys strong and pure

The sound of spurs begin a new day

As vaqueros ride away

And follow the old pathway

Marked by a worn railway

Mountains big and strong

Guide the vaqueros to their end

The Vaqueros sing a folksong

As they head toward Fisherman's Bend

The sun begins to retire

And all begin to sleep

Vaqueros return to their strong abode

As the loons begin their nightly calls.