Pull my reigns she said'.....

Saddle up cowboy put ya ' best boots on
 Let's take a rough ride
down this rough wet land that I describe
There's hills to climb
Heights reaching density
unknown in the hemisphere 
Don't kick my sides to rough
I might buck
This horse don't like to be forced to get there
No need to be rough
stroke me
I'll submit to the pulling of the reigns
to lead the way to guide you threw these weeds
an thorn bushes
that covers the dark hole you must  duck
to enter threw
enjoying the view
from the wages of life Temptations setting you away from what you may be bound too
Destination drawing near
Almost hear
No reguard for Paul Revere
just the warmth of the ass that's  riding my rear
Here comes the neigh' of my voice
satisfaction has ran the course 
The air scorching hot
Let's trot out of here....