HIGH & DRY
by zane taylor
He came upon that mountain pass
on a horse with no class
The air was high and awful thin
it made that horse wanna spin
Hebucked up high and threw a fit
made that cowboy wanna spit
Pulled his hat tight on his head
wanting to throw some lead
That danged ole horse was rank and mean
good thing this cowboys lean
Up they went and down he came
nuthin was still the same
He hit the ground with a thud
right into a mire of mud
Got up fast and wiped his duds
that horses mouth was full of suds
Danged ole horse ur outa luck
just because you had ta buck
The cowboy was full or wrath
he started to walk down the path
I left that horse upon the pass
walkin through that tall ole grass
Hit the ranch bout day light
told them all about my plight
Danged ole horse upon that pass
will never kick my sorry ass
OLE # 8
I drew a bull, they say is tuff
with the name of Powder Puff
i was ready,and with a shout
I said boys, let er out
he blew on out,in a spin
i rode that bull with a grin
i knew my score, would be the top
but that bull had ta stop
he laid upon that dusty ground
in the crowd was no sound
i took a gulp, lost my pride
till i heard the words reride!!