sweet little rose of texas
yellow you'll never be
you have love and courage in abundance
and you mean the world to me .
i know you like your horses
i quite like them too
but you can call me silver
if i'm being ridden by you .
you can ride me at the gallop
you can make me saddle sore
if you ride me across texas
still i'll come back for more .
we'll have some horsey foreplay
perhaps a kiss or two
the saddle is stiff and mounted
all i'm wating for is you .
i'll make my little boys eyes
as you take up the reins
and smile as you say ''giddy up''
over and over again .
but i feel i must issue a warning
there is something you must know
i'm an english bucking bronco
never tamed in any rodeo .
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