Lyrics:
girl some good boy hometown 'shine. so sail away ladies, saddlesore maybe, with a nose to the setting sun, i'll be right behind you when the roses have
more, we’re saddle-sore From such a bumpy ride! So….Knock! Knock! Knock! Rat-a-tat-tat! Have you room inside? Verse 2 Knock! Knock! Knock!
These red dirt dreams cre all she needs These red dirt dreams cre all she needs She ain't afraid to Take it on the chin, Honey, saddle-sores are
yours Sick and tired saddle-sore you go You wish Don't you wish Don't you wish Don't you wish you could push buttons? Don't you wish you could fly? Are
Mental impurification in progress Teasing with these rattlesnakes I'm saddle-sore through my ride of gore Crucifixion of these rotting corpses Shooting
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