relatives were there so a fine payday.
Dressed for the part including my feet,
in the Old Wild West that’s just how they greet.
My dress was so pretty – my hair in pig tails,
just needed my horse and some old lonesome trails.
Had cake and ice cream – it’s the same in all places,
with presents around and icing on faces.
But don’t get me mad on my own special day,
there’s one way to do it – I just have to say.
What grips me the most – right down to my roots,
if you call them Cowboy ‘stead of tough Cowgirl Boots.