A parody of 'Rawhide'. This was mostly written by parodist Dee Range. We co-wrote the last verse and I did all of the vocals.
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Story behind the song
Sometimes cowboys get lonely on cattle drives.
Lyrics
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin, Rawhide
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
You know this herd is stolen
And both my balls are swollen, Rawhide
That cow sure ain’t no virgin
So, hurry up, and finish squirtin’
And notch your initials in her hide
You know I’m out on bail
And I ain’t goin’ back to jail
Never seen a cow that testified
CHORUS:
Pull it out, whip it up, push it in, pull it out
Wipe it off, zip it up, Rawhide
Pull it out, whip it up, push it in, pull it out
Wipe it off, zip it up, Rawhide
She’s mooin’, mooin’, mooin’
She must like what we’re doin’
Especially this cork-screwin’, Rawhide
My turn, I am awaitin’
I’m tired o’ masturbatin’
Standin’ at the end of this line
Today she’s our rear-ender
Tonight we’ll hope she’s tender
She’s gonna be the main course when we dine
(CHORUS)
(Interlude)
Slim: Hey, I think we oughtta name her Bessie?
Tex: Why’s that, Slim?
Slim: ‘Cause Bart said she’s the bess he ever had!
Tex: Now that’s a knee-slapper
(CHORUS)
Lance there don’t know nuffin’
Loco weed, he’s puffin’
That’s a bull he’s stuffin’, Rawhide
But that’s a time-bomb tickin’
When that bull starts a-kickin’
Lance’ll sing soprano for a while
He’ll have to ride side-saddle
He won't be fit to straddle
Leastways for the next hundred miles
(CHORUS)