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Song for all the Horseback Riders out there
sung to "Oh, Lord, wont'cha buy me a Mercedes Benz"
Oh, Lord won't you buy me, a horse that won't buck.
Im tired of trying, to land standing up.
I spend all my time, brushing dirt off my butt.
Oh, Lord won't you buy me a horse that won't buck.
Oh Lord, won't you buy me, a horse that won't bite.
I count all my fingers and toes every night.
I feel like a carrot, when I'm in his sight.
So, oh Lord won't you buy me a horse that won't bite.
Oh Lord won't you buy me a horse that stays clean.
I brush him, I groom him, I've considered chlorine.
His color's too chestnut for a horse with gray genes.
Oh Lord won't you buy me a horse that stays clean.
Oh Lord, won't you give him some hindquarter drive.
This horse is soooo lazy, not sure he's alive.
We bend and we circle 'til way, way past five.
Oh Lord won't you give him some hindquarter drive!
I myself can relate to the last two,,,,, been lucky enough in the last few years not to have a biter or a bucker,,,, thanks to the training provided by former owners and breeders ( Thank you Sandy, of Hilltop Farm Appaloosas!)
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