My grandpa taught me how to live off the land.
Some high society lady said is your horse outside? No ma'am, he's between my legs, but your too fat to ride.
You can do anything that you wanna do, but uh-uh, don't step on my cowboy boots.
No mommy's kisses and no daddy's smile. Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.
We've got a Muslim for a president who hates cowboys, hates cowgirls, hates fishing, hates farming, loves gays and we hate him!
After reading hundreds of e-mails, I have made MY decision. By pulling my opening Oct 3rd, You (ESPN) stepped on the Toes of The First Amendment Freedom of Speech, so therefore Me, My Song, and All My Rowdy Friends are OUT OF HERE. It's been a great run.