RODEO

 

She was only the rodeo mascot,      
But she knew broncs from bulls by the hump.

Was a rough life but she stayed and hard-fought,
While the money was good from the jump.

With the rodeo clowns, she became one,
Cause she loved the guys in their face paint.

She was quick on her feet with a man done,
How she flashed the bulls made the boys faint.

Plus, by making her own costumes, God bless,
That distracted the men mothers hate.

The red-striped baggy pants that were crotchless,
And wore nothing else on underneath.

She won first with her peekaboo bra’ on,
While the folks in the stands all turned red.

She fell hard for the company ramrod,
Who would show off his prowess in bed.

And the roustabouts bet who’d outlast her,
But they all got a taste, don’tcha know.

So the money kept coming in faster,
From the rednecks who all loved her so.

In the water tank where she’d go swimmin’,
Skinny-dippin’ would show off her muff.

All the men, even some of the women,
Had signed glossies of her in the buff,

Set astride on a Brahma named Outlaw,
Who was known what to do with his rig.

But that girl was stitched just like Roy Rogers,
Stars & Stripes, Buttermilk, Dale & Trigg’.