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Rainy Mondays

His name’s John, but they call him Jack Got gamblin’ in his veins He cowboys for the Lazy D An’ plays cards when it rains The other thing that’s in his blood Is women tall or short He loves ‘em either way it seems Don’t matter if he ort One rainy Monday just last fall They both came together He found her dealin’ cards in town He loved rainy weather He said,” Young beauty, deal them cards, I aim to do two things. Take yor’ money then you to bed Afore the rooster sings.” She said,” Young stud, count your silver After you’ve played awhile May not find yourself so cocky – See if you wear a smile.” Well, she was buxom as they say Had two buttons open His eyes kept wanderin’ from the cards Lookin’ there an’ hopin’ He was lookin’, she was dealin’ From bottom, top and middle Took his money and IOU’s Didn’t leave a little He woke up as the rooster crowed An’ gazed at all she had Then kissed her on her ruby lips “Rainy Mondays ain’t so bad.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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