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We're up at five and in the barn
To saddle up our steed.
While some of us are smokin' hard
And drawin' on some weed.

We're headin' for the lower vale
To rustle up some cows,
That wandered where they shouldn't...
Over next to them wild sows.

The trail is dusty....rocky too,
But we don't give a hoot.
'Cause we're just thinkin 'bout the food
And our sweet payday loot!

'Ole Charlie makes a mean pot stew,
We always lick our plates!
If he were purty....and a girl,
We'd want him for a date!

While sleepin' neath the stars at night,
We give a grateful sigh.
'Cause we're just glad to be the men
Who make the cowgirls cry!


By MissSharon

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