This Filly Is Mine

As I am with a cervesa in my hand
I watched this filly dance around
Her mane blowing in the wind
The moonlight makes it shine

I know this little mare has got to be mine
She moves quickly from side to side
with her head held high
I picture it in my mind
This one will be mine

I know I can make it work, I'll lasso
Her yet with her tight pants and chaps 
And her high heeled boots this one's 
Ready to start

I'll hold my rope tight
set my heels in
And harder she fights
the better it will be

This little filly with her head held high
I now she;ll move closer to me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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