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Unbroken Cowboy

Me and Gene rode the olde wild west fighting evil was our quest but I loved Trigger way the best I always kissed my horse Gene could sing and so could I and so our evenings would go by staring at the crimson sky and then I kissed my horse we got up with the morning sun we caught the bad guys on the run we roped and tied when that was done I always kissed my horse Take me and Dale on the silver screen we shared many a romantic sceen but Trigger always stood between and I always kissed my horse Now Trigger stands here stuffed and dried I won't forget the day he died It was the only time I cried Last time I kissed my horse.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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