Giddy Up

When I was only four years old I'd ride my mama's broom I'd chase those villains everywhere Well, until she swept the room She kept it in the kitchen corner I called it his corral Whenever trouble came to town I'd reach for my best pal Now every cowboy needs a horse And mine was the best of all Cause when he finished fighting crime He cleaned up his own stall Now Roy Rogers had his Trigger And Tonto had his Scout And though my horse never had a name He was loyal without a doubt I rode that stick horse everywhere Until the vacuum took his place A friend like that was hard to find And impossible to replace