Old Horny!

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I'm riding down this lonely dusty trail,
And my old hoss is carryin' me home.
This saddle's raised big blisters on my ass,
And my old hoss is sweatin' lots of foam.

I'm comin' back from Abilene alone,
My old gal has moved back to the city.
There's lonesome times ahead for my old bones,
And all I can say is "What a Pity!"

We just crossed the last ridge and there home is,
And I just can't figure out what went wrong.
I can't wait to get down and take a whiz,
I almost had to tie it with a thong!

Livin' on a ranch by yourself alone,
And stayin' horny all the time is wrong.
I need a Filly here for my old bones,
To keep "Old Horny" happy all night long!!

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