A Cowboy's Toilet

There’s been a lot of speculatin’ ‘Bout the cologne some cowboys wear, And the toothpaste and the sweet mouthwash And the way he combs his long hair! I’s here to clear up the confusion ‘Bout these gallant ol’ equine gents— And tell ya the gall dern ol’ stark truth, That will make fer good cowboy sense. Cowboy toothpaste is black gunpowder And his mouthwash is rye whiskey— But we’ll never know ‘bout his cologne ‘Cause getting’ close is too risky! And if on the subject of hygiene, He remains silent as a sphinx— Ya better chaw ya some strong garlic To cover up the fact he stinks! Don’t git me wrong on my conclusion, When some ol’ cowboy smells like rot— ‘Cause others take a bath once a month, Whether they dern needs it or not!