Mountain Cowgirl
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Our lives are like a book, we read and then we turn a page
Such is the story of a Texas rancher with a knotted rib cage
He's now a city slicker all for real and all bona fie
Front porch pickin making his mandolin weep and cry
The drought left his land parched and dry as a bone
His woman his love his neighbor just up and passed on
His dog of 22 years then died now leaving him alone
There is more so don't hang up, please hold on the phone
He won't speak of his river encounter with banditos dripping
His words are few, his guitar sings between whiskey sipping
In an undisclosed town, not Laredo but south of El Paso
Does he still have a pickup and the ladies try to lasso?
Front porch pickin and grinnin as the bottle rim touches his lips
His whiskey might last all day if taken in sips
Singing old cowboy songs of lost love and times now gone
Now posting on Ranchers, he will never be alone
His stories are sure to make one laugh or maybe cry
The latest one he tells with a teardrop in his eye
Up on the Big Muddy, a match is supposed
Matching Haymaker with Hayfield walker is proposed
Well, could such a proposal and match survive?
Old Willie and Charles sang about such jive
Will MC return to Texas and thrive?
Nope, I'll never return to Texas, at least not alive
Such is the story of a Texas rancher with a knotted rib cage
He's now a city slicker all for real and all bona fie
Front porch pickin making his mandolin weep and cry
The drought left his land parched and dry as a bone
His woman his love his neighbor just up and passed on
His dog of 22 years then died now leaving him alone
There is more so don't hang up, please hold on the phone
He won't speak of his river encounter with banditos dripping
His words are few, his guitar sings between whiskey sipping
In an undisclosed town, not Laredo but south of El Paso
Does he still have a pickup and the ladies try to lasso?
Front porch pickin and grinnin as the bottle rim touches his lips
His whiskey might last all day if taken in sips
Singing old cowboy songs of lost love and times now gone
Now posting on Ranchers, he will never be alone
His stories are sure to make one laugh or maybe cry
The latest one he tells with a teardrop in his eye
Up on the Big Muddy, a match is supposed
Matching Haymaker with Hayfield walker is proposed
Well, could such a proposal and match survive?
Old Willie and Charles sang about such jive
Will MC return to Texas and thrive?
Nope, I'll never return to Texas, at least not alive
