I started those fillies at the pens this mornin'
You know, the Buckskin and the Bay
Before the wind started blowin' too hard
At the mid part of the day
The driest spring in ninety-one years
The radio played on
Said, "Irving Berlin is 100 years old today"
The wind's gone and blown my woman away
The Bay's a little sweetheart, yeah she is
Pretty much like her mom
The Buckskin's rank took me twenty minutes
Just to get the hobbles on
She's smart and she's fast she don't likе people
She trеmbles as she stands
And Irving Berlin is 100 years old today
The wind's gone and blown my woman away
Good God almighty, is it ever gonna rain?
Are you ever coming home?
I wonder if ol' Irving ever wrote him a song
About blowed out country, marriage gone wrong
And a cowboy on the telephone?
You know, the Buckskin and the Bay
Before the wind started blowin' too hard
At the mid part of the day
The driest spring in ninety-one years
The radio played on
Said, "Irving Berlin is 100 years old today"
The wind's gone and blown my woman away
The Bay's a little sweetheart, yeah she is
Pretty much like her mom
The Buckskin's rank took me twenty minutes
Just to get the hobbles on
She's smart and she's fast she don't likе people
She trеmbles as she stands
And Irving Berlin is 100 years old today
The wind's gone and blown my woman away
Good God almighty, is it ever gonna rain?
Are you ever coming home?
I wonder if ol' Irving ever wrote him a song
About blowed out country, marriage gone wrong
And a cowboy on the telephone?
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