He's a ranch hand in a pinch, man
Hotter than the red on a cattle brand
'Cause she's a gold digger with a quick trigger
A cast iron, skillet swingin', lid-flipper
Now he's a double-wide on the county line
Sipping on a six pack of Lonestar Light
She did 'em dirty, took him to the cleaners
Now her pockets and her pastures are greener
And he says
I don't miss her or her sister
I don't need that old drop top Cadillac
She can keep that diamond, I ain't lyin'
I just want my horse back
Now he's a buckskin, fifteen hands
Five-time team rope champion
She never liked him, she don't need him
Hell, she don't even know how to feed him
She ain't a cowgirl, she can't stand Merle
Hell, she ain't ever two stepped or snapped pearls
So, after about a month of Jim Beam'ing
That ol' cowboy got to schemin', sayin'
I don't miss her or her sister
I don't need that old drop top Cadillac
Well, she can keep that diamond, I ain't lyin'
I just want my horse back
So last night, around midnight
He took his lucky fence pliers and a mag light
He cut the fence out, he snuck on in
One whistle in the wind, and that buckskin
He came running, running right up
He had the saddle all ready, so he saddled up
Rode off like a bat out of hell and
You could hear that cowboy yelling
Singin'
I don't miss her or her sister
I don't need that old drop top Cadillac
Well, she can keep that diamond, I ain't lying
I just want my
Yeah, I just want my
Damn, girl, I just want my horse back
