Mustache

There are certain things a cowboy has that he cherishes very much.
His saddle chaps, maybe a pair of homemade spurs,
Or a nice set or romal reigns and such.
No doubt he cherishes his horse.
And don’t forget his mustache, of course!
It’s big and bold.
He started growing it when he was about 13 years old.
He only cut off once, when he accidentally caught it on fire.
He grew it back, as fast as he could,
Cause his upper lip looked like a fence with no wire.
It started out pretty thin,
As the years past, it darkened up and filled in.
He loved his mustache a lot, it’s a part of him.
If he ever lost it, his days would be pretty grim.
He’s getting older now, and it’s even bigger, and mostly grey.
It’s one of the best ones around, most people would say.
It’s no doubt how he landed his pretty wife.
Boy, if I had a mustache like that,
It sure would improve my quality of life.
Any cowboy worth his salt knows,
If you want to live the high life,
And get the chicks,
You gotta have a mustache below your nose!