If I could trade all the dances

For more rides

All the women I’ve taught how to dance

For trained horses

I would

Trade all the disappointments

For Buckles

All the Lost Love

For more time out on the plains

I would

I’d rather meet a Lady in the saddle

Or at the stables

Anywhere but the dance floor

To filter out all the dead ends in my Heart

Where’s all the good cowgirls

Sick of city girls

Of k-mart cowgirls

And in general girls

Where’s my Lady

The one I’ve seen over the horizon

In my dreams

Country inside and out

Faith and Morals

She don’t play games

Mature and straight to the point

I Love the idea

If only I could find such a Women

I pray

I continue to dream

I barley have any Hope left

Cowboy up

Take the loneliness

I tell myself

End the day with a ride

Just me and my Horse

Sunset and horizon in tow

Stars and dreams soon to follow

I Love you JESUS

-Fin-