Seen Them Better Days

My skins yellow from drankin

Turds are brown from eatin

Horse is blind and seen better days

Now he sits and waits for the reaper on a pile of hay

My spurs are dull from yippin and yappin

Years of chap yeehawin and fur trappin

I seen them better days

Before the butthole banker man came and took my ranch

Back when I could raise hell and no one would give no song or dance

About it

Now even my grandson is a little puss boy

Soft hands, sleeps all day and pouts n bitches

Oh this cowboy seen them better days

Workin hard in the barn instead of a California puss catchin rays

Yeehawin and a yippie Kai yay in until that Texas moon turns white

But I know them days are gone

And now my horse is dead by the hay on the lawn

Everyone a big soft puss now and I’m alone on my ranch

I seen them better days