I love a tall cowboy who’s lovin’ his saddle.
\nMy horse n’ my beer n’ my hungry guitar.
\nMy yard is a mess n’ my dog looks like heaven.
\nI don’t think my poor neck will stretch very far.
\nLook away. Look away, muddy water.
\nThe elastic prairie has snapped in my back
\nn’ the dirt is all risin’ in buckets.
\nI run from a crime that I can’t even see
\nn’ my stomach is filled with gold nuggets.
\nLook away. Look away, climbing river.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"