The last time I saw Tulsa
through the bottom of a glass
I met this fine young filly
a lovely charming lass.
She told me boy she couldn't wait
to ride me 'til the dawn
so I drove her to a golf course
and we did it on the lawn.
I woke up with the sunrise
in someone else's bed
with the sweetie from the night before
giving me great head.
Another lay beside me
with a warm seductive smile
and whispered to me darlin'
it's my turn in a while.
I thought I'd gone to heaven
and died a happy man
we stayed that way for several days
until my strength had waned.
I kissed them both goodbye
said I've gotta travel on
I was simply passing through
on my way to San Antone.
So dry those teary eyes my dears
and don't you weep for me
I've always been a ramblin' man
a spirit running free.
If I ever come this way again
some sunny day in spring
you'll hear my footsteps on the path
and know me when I sing.
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Great fun
reading this but nowhere near as much as doing it. Hey, when did this happen? Last week? Watch the blood pressure. Happy Trails to you too. -
Dreams of bygone days are always wonderful, Would that they could return in the same way as remembered. Your adventures make very good reading, my friend.
Happy trails to you.
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Sounds like you might have bumped into Thelma and Louise on some kind of joy ride. Another snippet from the life and times of a ramblin' man. A happy trail for you.
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nice
indeed--a man's dream come true.
kind of crude--but fun nonetheless
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