Black Face

Let me give you redemption.
Everytime I ride you into a tree.
You're my favorite comedian,
And my noble steed.

Those bullet holes,
Are there to remind me,
Everytime I needed you,
After doing illegal things.

The government,
is coming after me.
Let's rob a train,
like traditional theives.

You have a black face,
But no Martin Luther King!,
You're just a dumb horse,
That does illegal things.

I hope I don't get banned.
I hope my horse understands.
When I whistle a command,
The trees he'd normally avoid,
Have the upper hand.

But when the sheriff's come.
While I'm on foot and alone.
My horse is too far to call on the phone,
The free range bushes are where I roam.

"Everytime!"