The texan cowboy rides his horse
Gideeyuppp! Heeeeeyaaaahhhhhhhh!
Spanking hard the lean-meat butt
He pulls the mane, he heaves and puffs
He hopes to win this course\'s run
His bum wont sore with a saddle on
The cowboy\'s wish is granted now
To ride his horse in the fastest race...
While he whips and pats his horse
The rider at its worse...
When he asks for an intercourse
I imagine how it sores...
Hail! the nine-incher for all reasons...
He loves to ride in all four seasons
On haystack grass, as he thrusts and grunts
He rides his cowgirl like a raging bull
Alas! the monster cowboy won his race
Like a shooting comet in an outer space
His fountain of youth to a rainforest moist
To the seventh mountain...to the ride of the decade
Still soaking wet from the fusion of sweat
A circus of sperms, communing with the eggs
In squirting might, the boastful stiffened shaft
Is now a limp noodle with a wrinkled jingle bells
