The Round Corral of Charles Rifner

"The Round Corral of Charles Rifner"

In the Greensprings mountain range between county lines
You can just barely see it through the pines
Now not many folks know
But to my family it is home
Back in the days when the west was still wild
A young cowboy set out from Ohio with a team
The cowboy was quick to laugh and was rarely mean
He arrived in the snow covered pines of the Klamath Basin just in time
Johnson Prairie was the land he had chosen
With strong hands and heart he build part by part
The ranch they called the CD Bar
With his team he built the beams that would become
The small ranch house with the wooden porch swing
And not far he built the barn and the round corral
Now this round corral where he broke colts is not far
From the house and barn
He even trained a wild and whooly stud
He raised his two girls Dode and Mabel as willing, and able hands
His youngest red headed daughter Dode who was awfully petite and smiley
She met up with a young man named Guiley
The months and years soon went by
He soon passed on
And  the days of the round corral became history
But his spirit lives on
I am here to tell you young buckaroos the story
Of how it still stands in all of it's glory
So say not a word as you gather the herd
Slow your pace and listen for the sound in the pines
Of the memories that surround

The round corral of Charles Rifner

the round corral today 

The ranch back in its day