Night On the Town

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