Nicki & Clark

Now here we are with a cowgirl Nicki
Who starts here horse with a little kicky
She rides the hills, way down south
With a bridle in her horse's mouth

The sun was high and the wind was low
And Clark the horse was trottin’ slow
Suddenly he scratched his nose
Guess a fly decided to take a doze

They rode into the evening air
For them to stop was really rare
The path they took was overgrown
And the moon very brightly shown

They kept on riding when midnight struck
They rode until the morning when them roosters clucked
Clark was filled with satisfaction
For the night before was filled with action

Now Nicki and Clark are best of friends
And I hope you’re cowboy days never end

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