Podobne Utwory
Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaida Dreyer
Vocals
Corb Lund
Acoustic Guitar
Grant Siemens
Electric Guitar
Brady Valgardson
Drums
Harry Stinson
Tambourine
Kurt Ciesla
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaida Dreyer
Lyrics
Corb Lund
Songwriter
John Evans
Arranger
The Hurtin’ Albertans
Arranger
Harry Stinson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corb Lund
Producer
John Evans
Producer
Grant Siemens
Producer
Ben Kaplan
Mixing Engineer
Brock McFarlane
Mastering Engineer
Harry Stinson
Producer
Tekst Utworu
Folks think you're rich
When they see you have horses
Well, that might be true
If my income sources
Weren't eaten up
Every month on the boardage
For all of our four-legged friends
My accountant says
That my funds are depleted
But I keep my wealth
Right where I can see it
In pastures and barns
And in show arenas
Because of the money she spends
Well, horse poor, horse poor
I sell one, she buys two more
The luxuries we could afford
If we was rich and not horse poor
Well, he must've forgot
That the show where he met me
He said the way I sat
My saddle was sexy
A cowgirl like me
Was worth every penny
You better start making sense now, my dear
Build me a barn
And it better be heated
With a whole lotta stalls
Get some kid to clean it
Buy me a stud
And smile when you feed it
We're just getting started 'round here
Well, horse poor, horse poor
I sell one, she buys three more
The luxuries we could afford
If we was rich and not horse poor
By the power that invested in me by the ponies
You should be saddled in this matrimony
I now pronounce you man, wife and horses
You may kiss all your money goodbye
Horse poor, horse poor
I sell one, she buys four more
The luxuries we could afford
If we was rich and not horse poor
Horse poor, horse poor
I sell one, she buys five more
The luxuries we could afford
If we was rich and not horse poor
Writer(s): Jaida Dreyer, Corb Lund
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