Night on the town

Written by: Mike Francis

It was a small saloon in the middle of town
For their bar girls and whiskey they were renown
The girls were quite tubby
And looked downright ugly
Indian whiskey was all they had
It burned when you drank it and tasted real bad
After a few shots and my vision went fuzzy
Those big ole girls looked a lot better to me
Next morning I awoke with a large smelly redhead
I prayed to God that I hadn’t got wed
I dressed quietly and got to my feet
Then quickly made my way to the street
I climbed on the saddle on top of my horse
I started to feel a case of real remorse
I had a sudden desire to back on the trail
Riding drag and chasing only cattle tail
 
By Mike Francis