A Western Wet Dream - Lead Sheet, Page 3 of 5: ...headed off to pay all our debts. I was riding shotgun from the bed of her pickup truck. She was dodgin' tumbleweeds, Without really havin' much luck. We hit a prairie dog hole around high noon. Soon the pickup she pulled up lame. I fired merciful lead right between her headlights. And, God, I took the Lord's name in vain. Well, we kept on walkin' till it read late on my old gold pocket watch. We stopped, she spread that bedroll out. Then she reached up to touch my crotch. And she...


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