ROUGH TRAILS AND ELECTRIC SPURS

This here's a tale spun from moonlight and saddle sores. A story 'bout a cowboy named Clay, with a heart as big as the Texan plains and backbone that could rival a desert bloom. He roamed these paths 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 secrets, ancient