Missin' Pieces
Missin’ Pieces
I learnt a lot just getting’ here
Been many a year passed
Most of my smarts come from the trail
What you don’t know, just ast.
Ropin’ longhorns can be scary
It’s good to feel some fear.
You’ll lose a finger in a blink –
Like this one missin’ here.
Now keep yor’ rope from getting’ frayed
‘Cause when it does it breaks.
It snaps right back into yor’ face
And these two teeth it takes.
When yor’ workin’ those longhorn cows
You’d best stay on yor’ hoss.
Got stepped on in San Angelo
My big toe’s a great big loss.
I lost this piece off’n my ear,
Tryin’ to shoe a stud.
He turnt around and bit my head –
Like I was just some dud.
The hardest thing about all this -
That gal I met last year.
Up in her room she looked an’ said,
“Cowboy, you ain’t all here !”
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