Indian blanket with stipes of all colors
When the cows bunch,Then one calf runs,
And were feeling sad...we simply remember our favorite things and then we don't feel...so bad!
So cowgirls...how many times did you have to go back and forth before you could sing the verse all the way through... before you "cowgirled the fuck up" (25 cents in the cuss jar) and could do it RIGHT??? I'm sure it was less than it took me to "compose" it!
The Desert Rose!