Kick Up Yer Heels
Cock-a-doodle-doo! Time is come for you
to raise yer head, get out of bed.
Strum a note or two.
If you cain’t strum, pick and grin – hum a lick.
Enjoy the fun till ‘morrow come.
Buzz a note or two.
If you cain’t hum, blow and suck – mount a show.
Play yer juice harp, B flat C sharp.
Spit a tune or two.
If you cain’t blow tune, howl at the full moon.
Pick a cowgirl – turn, twist, and twirl.
Make them girls swoon.
Laid out with dry cows, gotta git up – rouse
You ain’t home yet, ain’t lost yer bet.
Dodged them hoosegows!
Time to saddle up, stop for a li’l cup.
Coffin varnish – insides tarnish –
Feel like a pup.
A day for hard work, not somethin’ to shirk.
Head Texas big, hitchin’ the rig.
Kick’n heels hurts!
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