Unbroken Cowboy
Me and Gene rode the olde wild west
fighting evil was our quest
but I loved Trigger way the best
I always kissed my horse
Gene could sing and so could I
and so our evenings would go by
staring at the crimson sky
and then I kissed my horse
we got up with the morning sun
we caught the bad guys on the run
we roped and tied when that was done
I always kissed my horse
Take me and Dale on the silver screen
we shared many a romantic sceen
but Trigger always stood between
and I always kissed my horse
Now Trigger stands here
stuffed and dried
I won't forget the day he died
It was the only time I cried
Last time I kissed my horse.
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