There is somethin' about taking a dare,
Leapin’ before looking, walkin’ the rails,
Ignorin’ the dang sign, pokin’ the bear,
Then lyin’ on a bed of rusty nails.
I’ve juggled pistols, sashayed on hot coals,
Told the devil truths, lied to a saint,
Gambled with my life, played craps for my soul,
But I never said I was what I ain’t.
Now, there are warnings one oughta obey,
'Cause friends should keep friends from certain danger,
And sometimes there is a much better way,
Then mouthin’ off to black-hatted strangers.
Partn'r, I’ll try to change, you got my word,
I'll zip my lips, but can I give the bird?
For Francine. LOL. Hugs.