I'm a thourough-bred, that's what she said
in the back of my truck bed
As I was gettin' buzzed on suds
Out on some back country road.
We were flying high
Fine as wine, having ourselves a big and rich time
And I was going, just about as far as she'd let me
But her evaluation of my cowboy reputation
Had me begging for salvation all night long
So I took her out giggin frogs
Introduced her to my old bird dog
And sang her every Wilie Nelson song I could think of
And we made love!
Headphone version (2nd one)
--> Big&Rich, "Save a horse, ride a cowboy"
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