I went to the stables
\nto get grooming brushes,
\nin the braes I called for my steed
\nwho was eating weeds yonder.
\nI took her into her dull dark dusty stable.
\nShe was as dirty as an unwashed car.
\nHer name is Daisy
\nas she looks like a cow
\nand daisy sounds like a good cow name.
\nI tacked her up for a hack on the strand
\nit was gey hot as it was summer,
\nwe were both sweating like a pig in an oven. <\/p>\n
The sun was shinning so bright I was blint.
\nWhen we got home we had cooled down
\nI took her out the horse box
\nand sprayed her down with a hose
\nand I left her to dry in the sun like the washing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I went to the stables to get grooming brushes, in the braes I called for my steed who was eating weeds yonder. I took her into her dull dark dusty stable. She was as dirty as an unwashed car. Her name is Daisy as she looks like a cow and daisy sounds like a good … Continue reading Bothy Ballads – Untitled<\/span>