Single Saddle

Gee but again I jingle
Riding clippity-clop atop a single saddle
Women they try to tempt me
But the minute the pantry’s empty
I skedaddle, single saddle
Ain’t a filly been born
be she rose or a thorn
I skedaddle, single saddle
Gonna keep from the lone prairie
When they’re rounding up strays
don’t they ever get amazed
By my palomino pal and me?
Oh, when they get out a halter for a-hitchin' me to the altar
I skedaddle, single saddle
With a clippity-clop
I hop atop my single saddle
Single saddle, single saddle