BEFORE SO MANY PEOPLE BUILT THEIR
HOUSES IN BETWEEN

There’s nothin’ like the neighbors that in early days was seen
Before so many people built their houses in between;
Them days we use’ to neighbor all along the Denver road,—
Camden Forks to Martin’s an’ on to Kearney Ford,—
Thompson’s Ranch at Walnut Creek an’ Millspaugh’s futher on,
Fouse’s an’ McFadden’s—an’ another one that’s gone:
We went forty miles to funeral an’ sixty to a dance,—
An’ everybody eager, like it was their only chance,—
Shakin’ hands an’ swappin’ news an’ meetin’ heart to heart,
Before so many houses pushed us all so fur apart.
The folks acrost the road is kind enough today,
But they’re nothin’ like the neighbors who lived twenty miles away
No! There’s nothin’ like the neighborin’ the early days has seen
Before so many people built their houses in between.