Welcome to the Country Western Song Machine!
This site generates random lyrics for western songs. Pretty nifty, huh? Click the "make another!" button down below to make another song... based on a MAD article by Frank Jacobs.
I met her in Sheboygan stoned on oatmeal;
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore;
She was crashin' through the guardrail on her elbows,
and I knew it was a raven, nothing more;
She asked me if I'd hate her dog forever;
She said to me she couldn't stand my tie;
But who'd have thought she'd blast off on her 'Workmate';
But that's the way that pygmies say goodbye.