He was black as the sky on a moonless night. Real good with the horses, he never reined them too tight. And he rode with the best, Hell he rode with me.
Dear God,. The patient's best intentions have sadly faltered.. Despite his newly installed, varnished brain, and being. force-fed gallons of viscous demented liquor, he is.
He was black as the sky on a moonless night. Real good with the horses never reined them too tight. He rode with the best Hell he rode with me. And they got it all wrong in that book of history.