Work hard, play harder – such is the mantra of certain cowboys, the ones who go for the gusto in every situation, pushing life to the limit at every turn. They take each day as if it’s their last, and partake of all the joys, pleasures, dangers, risks, and sufferings that any day has in its arsenal. In their passion for making the most of the moment, cowboys throw caution mostly to the wind – then ride that wind like a wild bird of prey – honing in on targets and striking with remarkable alacrity and precision. When their work of a day is done, they let loose and release long into the night. As it’s Friday, this scandalous song from Dixon Dallas gives us the sort of delicious romp that any cowboy would be glad to come upon.
Down in the holler, I was lookin’ for love
Somethin’ I can find just to fix me up
Been a little minute since I had me a time
I only got one thing, on my mind
Then a thick and juicy cutie started walkin’ my way
I said, “Hey, good lookin’, come and make my day“
He was poundin’ me hard ’til the sun came up
Huffin’ and a-puffin’ and-a takin’ it rough
We made a lotta lovin’ with a little bit of pain
Bangin’ that booty, while I’m yellin’ his name
Chokin’ and a-strokin’ ’til I’m tired and sore
I’m gaggin’ on it, daddy got me beggin’ for more
Bet you never thought you’d see the day where I got down on all fours and put a horse saddle on… but I’d lose that bet instantly because let’s be honest – how has it not happened before now? Dixon Dallas take us away…
He said he had to go to work, I wasn’t ready to stop
I went down to the river, I was scopin’ the spot
I met a tall tan hunk with a look in his eyes
And he winked and I’m thinkin’, “That’ll do just fine”
Then he pulled me in the woods and got me out my boots
He looked me up and down and said, “You sure are cute”
He was poundin’ me hard ’til the sun came up
Huffin’ and a-puffin’ and-a takin’ it rough
We made a lotta lovin’ with a little bit of pain
Bangin’ that booty, while I’m yellin’ his name
Chokin’ and a-strokin’ ’til I’m tired and sore
I’m gaggin’ on it, daddy got me beggin’ for more
He left me with a kiss, I headed out to the bar
Drinkin’ and a-laughin’, dancin’ under the stars
A tasty lookin’ snack came and took my hand
He said, “Hey there, baby, let me be your man”
I thought about it, then I said, “Hell, why not?”
We stumbled out the door, I guess I’ll give it a shot
Cowboys don’t always name or label the fun they have – they simply have it. That’s an ideal lesson for a Virgo like myself to learn – sometimes the best things in life cannot be planned or plotted – they simply happen if you let them happen. The older I get, the better I am about letting go, even when no one else thinks I can. In the past I might have bothered to correct them – now, it’s enough to let them be in the wrong and allow myself the truth in which to revel. All right, enough semi-serious shit for a Friday night post. Come back tomorrow for the fringe, if you know what I mean…
Well you can take me where you wanna, baby, put it in drive
I don’t care where we go, I’m just along for the ride
I got a fever for the flavor, give me spicy and sweet
I’m craving you, baby, make it rain on me
He was poundin’ me hard ’til the sun came up
Huffin’ and a-puffin’ and-a takin’ it rough
We made a lotta lovin’ with a little bit of pain
Poppin’ that bussy like bang bang bang
He was poundin’ me hard ’til the sun came up
Huffin’ and a-puffin’ and-a takin’ it rough
We made a lotta lovin’ with a little bit of pain
Bangin’ that booty, while I’m yellin’ his name
Chokin’ and a-strokin’ ’til I’m tired and sore
I’m gaggin’ on it, daddy got me beggin’ for more
