歌词

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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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