He's a ranch hand in a pinch, man

Hotter than the red on a cattle brand

'Cause she's a gold digger with a quick trigger

A cast iron, skillet swingin', lid-flipper

Now he's a double-wide on the county line

Sipping on a six pack of Lonestar Light

She did 'em dirty, took him to the cleaners

Now her pockets and her pastures are greener

And he says

I don't miss her or her sister

I don't need that old drop top Cadillac

She can keep that diamond, I ain't lyin'

I just want my horse back

Now he's a buckskin, fifteen hands

Five-time team rope champion

She never liked him, she don't need him

Hell, she don't even know how to feed him

She ain't a cowgirl, she can't stand Merle

Hell, she ain't ever two stepped or snapped pearls

So, after about a month of Jim Beam'ing

That ol' cowboy got to schemin', sayin'

I don't miss her or her sister

I don't need that old drop top Cadillac

Well, she can keep that diamond, I ain't lyin'

I just want my horse back

So last night, around midnight

He took his lucky fence pliers and a mag light

He cut the fence out, he snuck on in

One whistle in the wind, and that buckskin

He came running, running right up

He had the saddle all ready, so he saddled up

Rode off like a bat out of hell and

You could hear that cowboy yelling

Singin'

I don't miss her or her sister

I don't need that old drop top Cadillac

Well, she can keep that diamond, I ain't lying

I just want my

Yeah, I just want my

Damn, girl, I just want my horse back