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Country Song


Cowboys love their trucks

and girls with long blond hair

In Daisy Dukes and boots

At the local county fair.

 

Cowboys love their trucks

And friday night lights

Spending time outside

Enjoying summer nights.

 

Cowboys love their trucks

And western wide brimmed hats

Six stringed guitars that smile

And hands that swat at gnats.

 

Cowboys love their trucks

With tires as big as Jupiter

Flying down the muddy road

Attached to a tattered tractor-trailer.

 

Cowboys love their trucks

Their country songs too

The only instrument they forget

Is the beloved kazoo.

 
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