ROUGH TRAILS AND ELECTRIC SPURS

This here's a tale spun from moonlight and saddle sores. A narrative 'bout a buckaroo named Jeb, with a heart as big as the Texan plains and determination check here that could rival a cactus. He roamed these lanes on his trusty steed, a sorrel mare named Lass, always with a twinkle in his eye and a song on his lips. They say the desert whispers s